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NoislessShackles Aug 2014
we all have grandfathers,
fathers,
brothers and sons.
Haven't they made you laugh before?
made you smile loads and tons?

beside the strangers,
that we don't know,
they're brothers to
females just like you.
They have
sisters
they make
their friend and foe.

when they make you cry or frown,
don't you want revenge?
...with no miserable
guys,
in your life:
no plotting plans
no fun challenge.

When you get them back,
you have them at your mercy.
laugh in their face,
at full contact.
be known for your
ability

© J-d S. J
For women to tell-
NoislessShackles Aug 2014
He coughs on water,
Juice, milk, and tea.
...He does this coughing,
constantly.

I say,
when he's choking
on bread and bone,
water will have to be left alone.

A waste of  drinks,
that are watery.
family and friends ,
....start paying,
your courtesy.
Booo, i think this work is ******. I was going to re-do it, but instead just tried to reinforce it. 23 more water-based poems to go..
NoislessShackles Aug 2014
There
she
sat; little,
short
and cute.
holding
magic
stick.
...give
blank
page, a
salute.

© J-d S. J
NoislessShackles Aug 2014
I always tell myself,
when emotions seem to run..
to **** it up, and close my heart,
don't look forward to fun.

I want my mind to lead,
Have a stone-cold inner seed.
One that won't betray me,
and let in foolish need

You see you have to want in life,
take things, with strong strife.

What i always muse about,

is:  focoused brain,

heart of ice.

© J-d S. J
NoislessShackles Aug 2014
Deactivate.
Go ahead,
Delete Your Life.

Deactivate.
You,deserve
demise.

You'll see the light,
when you close your eyes.

Do it, Do it
don't think twice.

The tears
will no more
be.
Don't you want
that
prize?

evil streams
frame
your face:

end it now.
make the choice.


© J-d S. J
NoislessShackles Aug 2014
Slippery (thief)
The sun beats down
upon
stagnant water.
revealing what should have  been
a girl's
reflection.

But she's no longer standing up,
She went in with a plop,
and the light reveals a deadly abduction.

© J-d S. J
NoislessShackles Aug 2014
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Night Verses
It's at night and when i'm shutting off,
I'm tired,
seeking something soft,
..to lay upon...

:You'd think i'd be de-energized,
feeling groggy as i close my eyes:
my creativeness lacking size.

...It's that special  time of day:
the repettitive hour in which i lay,
:that i find gold.

My thoughts add up to an endless sum,
Collective lines, begin to thrum,
Bright  and bold, they always come:
....in my head.

...It's too bad though:
My night verses,
you guys will never know.
They're gone by morning ,
no pure gold to show.

© J-d S. J
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