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Romeo Moses Poem
Would you?
my heart raced,
so fast it paced,
through like a hot knife.
thinking you won't be forever in my life.
like the color green with time,
yellow turned it to brown,
to hazel; pressing it down,
till it forms to its ultimate prime.
Prime being the essence
of my existence,
then again, what do I
know about existence to begin with.
Thoughts of me,asking you
to be my Juliet.
this time Moses is the author.
Copyright © Romeo Moses | Year Posted 2017
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She shines during day and night,
so bright she might...light
the darkness away,
by day her spark is felt by her descendants and heirs.
She has no marks nor a flag .
She is deep in the universe.
on late dark hours is where we converse,
our subjective views and news of slag.
our relevance and mishaps.
She shoots, I wish; for her heart desire,
her dreams to retire,
free from debt.
Her spark is forever present yet invisible.
She appears where and when impossible.
She is a galaxy on her own.
She is my Sirius; my brightest star.
my father. my MOTHER
Copyright © Romeo Moses | Year Posted 2017
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My thoughts idling in a deep
dilemma of feelings and
fear, like a land dry in drought,
I start to crack, and I
stop to hope.
My longing for water
continues for seasons,
a mirage: a hallucination
of water far far away from
my thirst
while portraits of memories moist
my thoughts, they separate my fear
from feelings. They make me miss...you
again!
Copyright © Romeo Moses | Year Posted 2016
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If it is,
it is.
please be kind to your instincts,
they distinct what it is from what isn't
if it was not,
it is still a thought.
remind your mind,
to keep on the grind.
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It starts, no clue
just symptoms
Unsure that's professionals,
postponed it multiplies,
it grows, it dominates.
no rubber, no eraser,
it is permanently written.
It is chronic
No solution just hope
filled with pills: that
resuscitate, by acquiring
time to live here
and there
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with their words they
embark our minds on a
a journey, a journey to
the garden of Eden, where we
would have jobs, houses, clean water,
electricity, education and better infrastructure.
"Were they claim to have improved our standard
of living".
their words perplex us, traps us, deceives us like illiterate
fools we are, their actions humor us, enlightens us, thrills us,
all in the name of the X.
Their songs takes us back ,back to the days of struggle, sorrow and silence.
Days that paved that gravel road from where we were in 1994.
they do this, all this, in the name of democracy, hiding behind it,loving inside it,
breathing within it, like cacoons, while we make noise like baboons protecting them.
For what?, For them to be rich?, for them to transact our votes for lies?.
damn CAPITALIST.
Their words welcomes offshores with both hands and prohibits my brother from
another border, who suffers because of their policies, protocols, in-competencies, and laws of flaws, from where he comes from. Were the idea of democracy looms on his poor and literate head. Were liberation and democracy was guaranteed, but not freedom. Which looms in my head, were the idea remains on my head, manifest in my heart, runs in my veins, arteries and soul. Where the idea will have to be vowed out, the idea which i will have to pass to my descedants
Copyright © Romeo Moses | Year Posted 2016
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"I knocked, they opened
I stayed
Humans I visited
were weak, oblivious
and stupid to notice the obvious
I ran through their arteries, veins
and brains
I captured and destroyed their defense
I dominated after half of
All I Destroyed Surrendered"
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Because love hurts,
love lies,
and love breaks hearts.
love makes promises,
which to some degrees are cheap,
like an ocean love sometimes is deep.
I hate love,
because it makes one a fool, a tool,
so shallow as a pool.
"Maybe i should hate people,
not love she said"
love is just an emotion.
just like any other emotions.
I said.
Copyright © Romeo Moses | Year Posted 2018
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Peter Parker loved Mary Jane
just a sucker for all her pain
thought they grow old to use a cane
life happens so he dreams again.
Now Peter Parker has to bend
all his hopes and be her friend
always offer his helping hand
from the start and till the end.
He asked himself if this was fair
cause in his heart he can't tend to bare
all that hurt... he still seems to care
cause he is aware that she is rare.
Now Peter has to let Mary go
Even if this hits him low
while time heals all wounds slow
Peter Knows soon the light will show.
Copyright © Romeo Moses | Year Posted 2019
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I'm a sunless sky,
I'm a moonless night,
no matter how hard I try,
my heart never seems to function right.
When you go.
Nothing ever grows,
the wind never blows,
rivers never flows.
Your presence is the essence in my existence.
When you go,
the essence of my existence makes no sense,
I becomes tense.
Copyright © Romeo Moses | Year Posted 2018
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