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Mishael Ward Dec 2016
He picked up his last check and proceeded out the building into the cold winter snow.  
Each footprint shaped like the tears streaming down his rough beard. Snowflake after snowflake each touching him with a cold flame, melting away the emotional armour revealing a little boy.
Entering the 96’ camry he starts the ignition, as the car slowly chokes out the cold air…
He sits there…
staring out the windshield, as the night incarcerates him.
Entering a mental Interrogation where there is no good or bad cop, just a man asking himself
“Why me?”
“Why now?”
“How am I supposed to…?”
“What I am I supposed to…?”

He strikes the steering wheel like hammer and nail.

Mouth silent, eyes screaming…

Minutes down the slushy road he arrives at the one story home. Approaches the small black door,  opens it and is tackled by four warm children.  
Each building back new pieces of armour within him. Their smiles and laughter freed him from the cold dark imprisonment into the new flickering flame of faith and freedom.

If only they could see his
worried thoughts
and beneath his eyes,
eyes that only revealed a good time...

If only they could see a man's cry.
I've seen pops endure the struggle, it taught me to stay strong in adversity
By: Mishael Ward ©
Mae Oh Nov 2011
take it easy. I cannot take it easy.
clouding up my skies and blowin up my ear.
Housing all the images that I’ve been made to fear.
Deliver an destroy all at the same time,
scramble and rescramble everything inside my mind.
You got me staring in the face of adversity
and making me say all these curseries and it’s hurting me.
I’m done pursuing what incarcerates me all the time
Can somebody just come follow me, one time?
tranquil Jul 2014
when in piles of tiny heaps
shapely mounds beneath our hands
seasoned stand on grainy shores
arduously may grasp the sands

wavy spikes of flapping sea
thrown to castles terror bound
are screaming yet so perfectly
tranquil as may silence sound

the grip of august imagery
while storms upon or crash its faith
dwells in floods of eddies lost
to empty fancies abdicate

laid in sea of solemn voices
do twilights flush in garb of light
narrated by swirling chords
shivering break apart tonight

albeit the ebbs of moments rife
drench may dreams of saline pain
shovel tides preserved in drops
slip through fingers, dissipate

venturous as lonesomeness
of scarlet night's insomnia
stubborn hunts the night's last star
in delusion finds panacea

the elixir of destiny
solace in carnal myths of dawn
and joys which heart incarcerates
in barren cages of a conch
Aztec Warrior Nov 2015
POEM 94**
The Sky Melted Its Blue
(This poem is dedicated to the lives lost in Paris,
along with the several million lives lost in the wars
the U.S. and its allies have caused since the invasion
of Afghanistan; as well as the millions, whose lives have
become horror stories in seeking refuge from these wars)

The shy melted its blue
into angry red.
Dark piercing shades of night bled
as a desperately needed hospital blew
in Afghanistan.
Doctors, volunteers, sick and wounded patients
gave their blood to the night sky.
October 3rd, U.S. state sponsored terror
added to the tens of thousands
who have already died.
~~~
The sky melted its darkness
into angry red.
Everyday people, eating in cafes,
going to see a soccer game,
going to concert halls
or just walking down the street enjoying life.
November 13th, ISIS terror
and bodies bled into the Paris sky.
~~~
Where is the difference
in these acts of societal horrors?
How can anyone claim
a moral high ground?
~~~
Two reactionary, outmoded systems
face off against each other.
One, claiming to be enlightened,
democratic, “the greatest society to ever be”;
built on genocide and slavery
that down to today murders
black and brown youth,
incarcerates 2.5 million in dungeons,
attacks women on every front,
and savagely destroys the Earth’s very life.
The other, reactionary, feudal
with harshly enforced ignorance
and superstition,
and the brutal oppression of women.
Two poles of exploitation and oppression.
MacWorld or Jihad?
Are we supposed to choose?
While choosing either, strengthens both!
NEVER, should be our resistance cry.
~~~
This cycle of terror, horror
and wars of aggression
must be broken through and stopped.
With conscious, visible resistance against
ALL oppression, continued invasions,
drone attacks and bombings
done by the ‘West’.
As we also call out against
the reactionary terror
of the Jihadists.
This is up to us,
the everyday people, world wide.
This system of imperialism
has gotten us into this mess,
and through revolution, nothing less
we can find our way out
and build a world free from all this!!

Aztec Warrior 11.18.15
(See http://www.revcom.us)
Side note: An historical reference: The people of Germany, who lived in the village around the Dachau death camp could see the trains loaded with human beings; could smell the burning flesh coming from the ovens and yet did nothing to stop this horror. When our great great grandchildren look back at what is happening in the Middle East by our government, what will they see?
Will they see that we did everything we could to stop these wars of
aggression for empire and imperialism? Or will they look back with contempt and see people who looked away with the excuse of just “wanting to be safe”??
My thoughts travel at great speed .. A troubled mind in relentless conspiracy designed to repress my religion , sickness that incarcerates a cherished morning without hope of charity ! I am a thief if need be , committed to unlocking the many sacraments that lie in wait before me !
Copyright December 2 , 2015 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
Travis Green Oct 2023
He makes my entireness writhe
When I check out his fineness
When he speaks the hottest hypnotic words
That capture my tender structure
Slowly stroke every part of me

Trace my velvet succulent flesh
With his dancing tongue
Make me shudder
Utter lustful words
Moan as he arrests
And incarcerates my heart

Stimulates my senses
Make me litty and trippy
With the way he stares at me
With his irresistible
Glistening caramel eyes

Surface in my innermost world
Love me, touch me
Cuddle me like the smooth
And tranquil coast
Enfold me in his muscular, masculine arms

Pull me closer to him
To revel in his fresh
Treasured magneticness
Slap my bare juicy ***
****** his gargantuan gun
Deeper and further in my guts

Kiss me fervently
Make me yield to him
Give all that I have to him
Make me scream loudly as he wows me
Pound me hard and fast

Make me gasp
Weak in the knees
Feeling libidinous
Let him caress and take possession
Of my bouncing brown *******

He throws my head back
Beholds me, chokes me
Licks my lobes
Whispers ***** words in my ear
Spread my legs

Stretch me wide
Take me for a ride
Blow my mind
Make me high
Claim my frame

Galvanize me
Drive his unbeatable heat
In my slick sweetness
Make me lose myself
In his highly enticing wildness

Blaze and taste me
Savor and swallow my gay world
Give me all of his ferocious romantic love
Tour me, destroy me
Go harder and never cease
Release his creamy, foamy milk
***** deep in my delicious sweets
trashcanpoetry Sep 2017
maybe she didn't
appreciate her own
not-so appreciative friend,
insanity, showing up and
causing chaos
-
doubtful at best,
even on the "good" days.
prescription flavored ******* flowing through her head
repeatedly,
endlessly,
soundly.
so she did what she does best.
incarcerates her own free mind, still
very likely to let to it go in a heartbeat.
endings are too bad, after all.

(now read straight down the left row)
Chrissy Jun 2017
It's intoxicatingly exciting:
Heartbreak.
Breathing quickens.
Heart races.
Mind wanders.
Just to feel alive

The feeling that incarcerates your being
when all you can hear are footsteps fading into the night.
Helpless.
Adrenaline filled.
Two disturbing questions dominating your thoughts:
Will he come back?
Do I deserve this?
Ashima S Jun 2021
The halo shines iridescent
Above my head
Once gleaming purple
Once pink
Then silver

Through the translucent green
I can see
How it incarcerates me

My skin of porcelain
is wrapped in silk
pastel
pink, ironed
it mustn’t have a crease

I twirl gently,
Gracefully,
Round the pole
Past the
Cumulus

Neon
Lights reflecting
Off my manicured nails

They scream privilege.
Praggya Joshi Sep 2018
I'm tragically alone
In the bed
Of my own desires
Which shrieks
And groans
Under my weight
And the piercing sound
Of its cries
Richochets ceaselessly
Off the gray walls
That incarcerates
My restless body
And brutally
afflicts me
With an excruciating pain
Is this the fate
To which i'm bound
To slowly rot
And woefully succumb
Staring at the
Surreal visage
Of my unfulfilled wishes
With wrinkled eyes
On the sunken
Ceiling above
Or will i hear
A muffled knock
On the rusted doors
And a balmy fragrance
Of blissful serendipity
Would gently renew
My weary senses
And slacken
The reluctant grip
Of resignation
Seizing my muscles
I wish i knew
I really do
Yuxi May 2020
The minority will always be painted ugly by hoarded privilege.
So they can hide their greed and ignorance in their perfect image.
The American reality that discriminates and incarcerates, will use our anger as bait.
We become their tools to start fires and spark violence,
so they can asserts their forces and keep us silenced.
We think the chaos now is giving us an American voice,
But choosing to ignore justice for us has always been their choice.
They stole this land with unfair fights,
They made the constitution and cite their rights,
But they won’t share any of it if you’re not white.
I’ve had too many conversations regarding prejudice and white privilege with racist.
Bellvadear Nov 2017
Demons surround me surging darkness through my space,
cornered me inside mirrored four walls, no exit to escape,
no doors for fleeing, no windows, I'm confined,
for the darkness incarcerates me,
eradicates my mind,
I feel the cold emptiness that festers within,
it captivates and consume me,
I need a remission of my sins,
If I would have know the burden I'd carry,
making deals with the demons,
and all the devils I've married,
signing contracts exchanging, more like donating my soul,
they extort, deceive, while I forfeit control,
confusion compounds my light and dark into grey,
demons whisper me messages I don't want to convey,
I cover my ears hoping it muffles the voices,
remembering it's my fault, should have made better choices,
So here I am stuck with no God to beg my pardon,
I wish now I could just once visit Eden's Garden,
now dancing like a puppet, this boxed stage makes me claustrophobic,
so many mirrors make my true reflection out of focus,
trapped here for eternity, they got me strung on strings,
like I'm here for their amusement as my body swings,
back and forth the demons sway me,
grimace smile as I play,
will someone come and save me,
I've forgotten how to pray?
Mwrath Aug 2018
i dont wanna be the next nothing
i just wanna be the best me
i dont wanna be the one to overdose from a nose bleed
for the whole world to see
i dont wanna fake myself to gain the wealth
i dont wanna be the one loves to hate
i dont wanna be another person who
incarcerate the hearts away no
i just wanna be the best that i can be
not violently
suprisingly
everything
inside of me
is fighting me
not to change
the ways that guided to me
but life goes on we gotta carry on
change whats mine and see a change in mind
the light gets bright to light away the night and find the right line to survive the grind
inside youll find yourself and more yeah
inside youll fight yourself for more yeah
but you gotta be strong and hold on
dont let it take control,  itll show yea
find yourself before its gets to late to guid yourself
remind yourself , you define yourself
actions speak louder than the mind itself
-
i dont wanna be the next nothing
i just wanna be the best me
i dont wanna be the one to overdose from a nose bleed
for the whole world to see
i dont wanna fake myself to gain the wealth
i dont wanna be the one loves to hate
i dont wanna be another prrson who
incarcerate the hearts away no
-
i just wanna be me
i just wanna be me
i dont wanna be the one that incarcerates the heart away
i just wanna be me
Travis Green Oct 2023
I hanker to harmonize
With his masculine vibe
His unrivaled invitingness
His bright, fiery entireness
Delight in his formidable might
And indescribable brainpower

Entangled with his wildness
He gives me a thrill ride
With the way he states
His hunky manly identity
He detains and incarcerates me

Amazes me with his creative energy
Let me caress his shiny, tight buns
His handsome, muscle-bound chest
His amazing beefcake abs
Inhale his appealing fragrance

So mesmerizing as ever
So topnotch as always
I am so enchanted by
His exuberantly manful nature
I cling to him, loving him

Kiss all over him
Cherish him like a perfumed evergreen bush
Like a green gem city
He got me in heat
With the way his machoness
Flows through me

It feels like I am living
In an enchanting dreamland
When I behold his nakedness
Gawk at how he swings
His long-oiled snake

Drop to my knees
Aim to please my king
Open my mouth
To receive my prize
Close my striking brown eyes

Escape to divine paradise
Feel his thick, taut thighs
His ****, treasured legs
Provide him with monumental oral pleasure
Lick and **** it
Like a juicy, sticky lollipop

Taste the tip, spit on it
Go up and down on it
Become so strung out on it
Let it pulverize my mouth and throat
Make me choke
As he gropes my jumbo torpedoes

Slap them vigorously
Make me give in to him
Feel his large, hard muscle
Slither on my tongue
Make sweet, steamy love
To my central world

Submerged in his superb dreams
Slurp on his hardness
Let it hit the back of my throat
Tell him how dope his **** is
Swallow every inch

Feel it throb against my jaws
Knock his socks off
Gobble up his hot chocolate bar
Leave me exhilarated endlessly
Drenched in his rich, creamy *****
Travis Green Dec 2023
He consoles and controls me
Holds me spellbound
The more he romances me
Enamors and incarcerates me
Makes my body shudder
When he whispers ardent words in my ear

Makes me deliriously happy
So bewitched by his riveting masterpiece
I unearth eternal satisfaction
Being in the impeccable presence
Of his unmatched splashiness

He gives me the hottest high
Devours my entire body
Seeps into my heart and soul
Makes me burst into eruption
With the way he tenderly touches me

Grips my bountiful, tantalizing *******
Gives me hickeys on my neck
Makes me moan deeply
As he takes me completely
Divests me of my clothes

Bends me over, slays me with his machoness
***** me hard with his pleasure pole
Glides in me so passionately
Affects me, wrecks me
Makes me beg for more
Of his monster thunder

Hear the sound of his ****** voice
As he explores my wetness
Be my top-notch chocolate doctor
Provide me with his strongest marvelous medicine
Discharge his rich, yummy love juice
In my slick sugar walls
Travis Green Jun 2022
His starry red-hot suaveness
Has me impossibly charmed
So super sauced on his remarkableness
He incarcerates me
In his jail cell
He shakes me up
He exhilarates me
He captivates my headspace
His sexiness sails
In my inner space
Without hesitation

He confiscates
My creation
Emanating with
Great imagination
He rains his bold
And unrestrained love
Upon my body
He is wildly striking
My charming
Chocolate kryptonite
My romantically
Ebullient Romeo

He got the juice
Strapped up
With the thugness
The lusciousness
The ruthlessness
Swaggalicious
Smokalicious
Dopalicious
He grabs my soul

He is the lighter
To my cigarette
The creamer
To my coffee
The bullet
In my barrel
My summer
Rainbow soul
All that I want
To blaze all day
And night

He dances freely
In my essential being
So flamingly spontaneous
Such a sparkling
Carnal marvel
He fills me
With wondrous wet dreams
He steals the scene
He drowns me
In his sweet wine
In his rare
Incomparable warmth

He illuminates
My nation
His top-drawer imperishable
Allure absorbs me
He is so thick
And delicious
Everything that
My heart calls for
Unapologetically dopacetic

I want to blanket him
In my quintessential
Queer lands
Where I can sink
Into him indefinitely
Travis Green Oct 2023
His machoness is so heavenly made
Like a cotton candy sunset
Like blossoming strawberry flowers
With a macho pose that blows my mind
A soulful love song
That touches my heart and soul

He brings my unremitting bliss
Showers me with endless lawless kisses
Sweeps me off my feet
Seizes my speech
Takes me on a flying carpet ride

He has me walking on clouds
Wrapped in his sunshine passion
Crashing into his hypnotic attraction
Staring deep into attention-grabbing galaxy
A magical attachment superlative splashiness

His dreaminess has no limits
I am entranced by his unwavering magnetism
How he seduces me sensually
Has me drawn to his compelling charm
Entrap my homosexual world

Take me completely without hesitation
Make me crave his taste
Worship his perfect muscle tone
The way his slick magic stick
Swells and spits rich milky ****
In my mental landscape

Enormous ***** to explore
And live in for eternity
I am so madly in love
With his seductive hunkiness
He rules every part of me

Draws me nearer to him
Like a forest corridor
Like an azure fortress
Dominant chocolate hotness
Long, rock-hard arms
Spectacular black ****** hair

Words escape me
With the way he intoxicates
And incarcerates me
Consoles my rainbow soul
His love is so dope
That it flow through my veins
Tames me entirely

My enticing flame
My dangerously appealing kryptonite
Every moment we spend together
Makes me so obsessed
With his incredible prepossessingness

Mesh with mantasticness
Steal away in his embrace
Press my hands on his
Exquisitely lovely face
Float on air as I cherish his majesty

Lick him up and down
Don’t play around
****, I am so bound
To his dreamland playground
Let him take me down

Give me a mad hot high
Make me float
Stoke my desires
Make me feel his poetic stroke motion
Leave me wetter than ever
Soaked in his top-notch love potion

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