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Firebuns9 Feb 2018
Can't explain that pain, must I share it..
For it must be that moment where you must capture it and strangle it with your dominant mits,
They devour your sane thoughts with constant dissolution of evil wits,
Come up from the hell that was put upon your shoulders,
For you are powerful enough to explode through this hell like one massive rocky Boulder!
Firebuns9 Feb 2018
9/11
By Daniel Lantigua

Up above watched, by the five thousand plus souls,
Came a voice that punctured in them some holes.
A tall man in a straw hat stood and said, "don't be sad, look at your
country don't you see, you died for freedom just like me."
Then before them all, appeared a scene of rubbled streets and twisted
beams.
Death, destruction, smoke and dust
And people working just cause they must.
Hauling ash, and lifting stones,
Knee deep in hell,
But not alone.

Beams bent and melted like your knees do when you knelt.
How could it be, my friend beside me in anguish is what she felt.
All the heat that is seen from the fire, pushing humans to melt.
All caused by the thunderous and horrific attacks that was dealt.

One man puts in perspective just like he did back when he uttered, "I
have a dream.." This is what I've seen,
Look closer newcomers, yes there is suffering, there is pain, and there
are tears,
But what I don't see is fear".

All of those people, even the ones that have never met you,
All of their lives, they will never forget you.
Don't you see what you have done?
You have brought them together, together as one.

A man bearded and in a stove pipe hat told them to "take my hand" for I
will lead you to heaven,
Your young ones like Michael, Louis, Dimitri and Devin
Shall remember you on this date of September 11.
Firebuns9 Feb 2018
Detachment!

Why do we find ourselves lost and in question,
We seem to walk around the world like a bunch of hollow minded pedestrians.
So enamored with the constant distraction, that keeps our minds from seeking positive action.
Don't dwell on the failure of your plan, for it will only garner constant un satisfaction.
We are so consumed with the lives of each other,
that we forget what it means to live in this uncontrolled world of a clutter.
Be polite, "PLEASE, pass the butter",
Pass on the lessons of life don't be a gunner and take every shot,
Don't you see we need to help, we live in a melting ***.
Why does it matter? You ask? Because we all struggle at a certain task.
Extend that hand to your brother or sister, give thanks to that role model that you still call "mister".
Detached to humanity is what it feels like,
Grab someone and pull them and ask them, "would you come with me and fly this kite?"
Firebuns9 Feb 2018
Lost souls

Sip sip,
She hangs on everything hanging from his lip,
Hands move up and down ending at her hip.

Sip sip,
Smile here and smile there,
Do you think life is fair?
She scuffs at that question, those questions we should not share.

Not the time or place,
They must rejoice for they have just that moment,
Let it not pass because her heart for him shall remain open.
Those words that mean the end neither of them want it spoken.

Sip, sip,
Take some water darling, 3 years at The nations' request shall pass in a flash,
Not willing to let go she wants to give this country all of her cash,
Just let him stay is all she wants,
To love and hold she's not one to flaunt.

Hands release and the angst of loneliness sets in,
Standing there with the feeling of coldness taking over starting with her skin.
Not knowing the kinds of temptations waiting for her that will lead to her many sins!
Firebuns9 Feb 2018
Sitting here and sitting still,
The stakes are too high
to cover this overbearing bill,
Making me teeter and totter because my soul will be a high ****,
Don’t you see it’s freezing here,
Somber and calm is what it appears,
Everything has come to a truth even my biggest fear,
That I feel my death is over there
oh so near,
As the drop of weight rolls down my face is the last of all my tears,
All I can hope for is that this pain,
Is just all in my rear.
Trying to live...
Firebuns9 Feb 2018
Not the only one


Yes it is clear all of the puff on your face,
Its that suffering of a lonely fate.
To believe that you are the only one,
The only one to see hell,
Yes, I don’t understand your pain but I too fell.
******* my knees,
God has put this stone on my back that I must payback the fees,
The ones with extra high taxes that you will never see.

One never figures to be distraught and terrorized by it,
That kind of event that has inflamed your inner candle lit,
To create euphoric change in the dynamic of its only being.
No you aren’t the only one to want to break free from shackles from within,
No you aren’t the only one who has loved so deeply so please don’t begin,
To drop your messages of despair and anguish at any chance you wish,
I must not put my broken self on her to serve it all on a cold dish.

No I must not because I do think of your pain and that pain alone is more than anyone would want to handle,
It is our jobs to continue to love and care for each others soul as they dangle,
But you are not the only one….
The only one that had its world be torn apart…
And be almost gone…
But…
Together we shall move on….
Firebuns9 Feb 2018
Cracks on the Armor of Hell

Yes it gets tight and suffocating to say the least,
That your shortness of breath is a sign that your closer to death,
But does that constitute justice for what you have done?
That while you were in your head,
From the outside,
All it looks like is that you are never going to face the dead.
Happiness is a funny thing that it looks like all I’m doing is having that gratifying fun,
You know the feeling!
Like when you bite into that honey bun.

The world brings you back in time to your youthful years of ****** this, and ****** that and don’t eat that because you are too fat,
Yes that is true, yes it isn’t false, it was said to me and all I can ever think about inside,
Is to just let me be,
So I formed this armor, and I drilled the holes so that they could all be blocked from what I see.

Believe it or not the world does the darkest things, but nothing was darker than within my armor,
No one could tell, because I felt like I could only fatally falter,
My spirit was trapped unbeknownst to me,
Where am I?i feel at a way of being lost that sometimes words can’t even explain emotions.  hell?
Have I done 10 years of life in jail?
Yes, you have, the world brought you thoughts that sent you to be confined by your lonesome.  
Within that armor, I created the greatest poem as I sipped in one sitting on that glorious jeroboam.
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