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Nefarious; A man said, "we have been tried and weighed, yet we are found wanting" with free will we were ordained men of yore and of new age shall seeks; to deify, to rule, and to escape A man also said, "Each new morn, new widow howls, new infants cry, new insults slap the face of heaven" but punishment comes not, no, all the heavens does is but watch I say, "Through trials and test of darkness, we shall revolve" but the will need break free a step to triumph and liberation; 'know friends and enemies apart' Want and needs, desires and greed; clouds human's soul and so we choose what to believe, never questioning the slimmest chance of untrue and so we live, like a horse tied to rein, led by the noose ©Pen of a True Gemini™ Monarch Muse™ 23rd July, 2023

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Jul 24, 2023

Jul 24, 2023 at 9:46 AM UTC

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Nefarious

Nefarious; A man said, "we have been tried and weighed, yet we are found wanting" with free will we were ordained men of yore and of new age shall seeks; to deify, to rule, and to escape A man also said, "Each new morn, new widow howls, new infants cry, new insults slap the face of heaven" but punishment comes not, no, all the heavens does is but watch I say, "Through trials and test of darkness, we shall revolve" but the will need break free a step to triumph and liberation; 'know friends and enemies apart' Want and needs, desires and greed; clouds human's soul and so we choose what to believe, never questioning the slimmest chance of untrue and so we live, like a horse tied to rein, led by the noose ©Pen of a True Gemini™ Monarch Muse™ 23rd July, 2023

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Creation; Nay!, the gods are not to be blamed, for they maketh a fool out of man tempting none but him to 'eat'; a glistening fruit, and he did they said; eat not!, for the void is shallow and then they said; go live! immortality stripped, from dust we arise, unto dust shall we return Man sinneth, who then is to blame? ye shall age, and death shall find your souls She sauntered through the garden; serving as a bridge to his desires from his ribs, she was molded No, not we! and we told the angels to procure! Bow!, to my creation they all did, No; objected one! and he was stripped of his honour and rank minions of darkness crown him lord; of course, he shall be questioned! Exempt me till the 'day'; he asked! and we shall, for we know; you shall lead 'them' astray but what good is a world with no evil?; and so, darkness came to be only if it liveth in thy heart; shall you be led astray, worry not how bad is a world dominated by darkness? and 'good' shall be in their heart; those who forget not, our warning! ©Pen of A True Gemini ™ Monarch Muse™ ♊ 8th July, 2023

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Jul 8, 2023

Jul 8, 2023 at 11:28 AM UTC

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Creation; Cause and Effect

Creation; Nay!, the gods are not to be blamed, for they maketh a fool out of man tempting none but him to 'eat'; a glistening fruit, and he did they said; eat not!, for the void is shallow and then they said; go live! immortality stripped, from dust we arise, unto dust shall we return Man sinneth, who then is to blame? ye shall age, and death shall find your souls She sauntered through the garden; serving as a bridge to his desires from his ribs, she was molded No, not we! and we told the angels to procure! Bow!, to my creation they all did, No; objected one! and he was stripped of his honour and rank minions of darkness crown him lord; of course, he shall be questioned! Exempt me till the 'day'; he asked! and we shall, for we know; you shall lead 'them' astray but what good is a world with no evil?; and so, darkness came to be only if it liveth in thy heart; shall you be led astray, worry not how bad is a world dominated by darkness? and 'good' shall be in their heart; those who forget not, our warning! ©Pen of A True Gemini ™ Monarch Muse™ ♊ 8th July, 2023

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The wheel rolls; gate of heaven closes and open for the end of one man is the beginning of another life beget death; death beget life what joy is there in life? what sorrow is there in death? for no man is eternal; without been kissed by the cold hand of death what then is there in this temporal cottage what then is there to bewail? this transient and ever fleeting existence; how then is a man to derive joy in life? when life itself holds no solitude but then, why should fear grip the heart at the thought of death? Chaos ensue when death visit, cries of felicity fills the hear when life is begotten but is this not an endless circle of creation? life hasten destruction; death! through death, new life begins is there an end to this caged entanglement? living amidst joy and anguish, pain in life and relieve in death what then is there to live for? when it all ends as soon as death arrives ©Pen Of A True Gemini™ Monarch Muse™♊ 7th July, 2023

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Jul 7, 2023

Jul 7, 2023 at 5:47 AM UTC

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Life and Death ¡¡

The wheel rolls; gate of heaven closes and open for the end of one man is the beginning of another life beget death; death beget life what joy is there in life? what sorrow is there in death? for no man is eternal; without been kissed by the cold hand of death what then is there in this temporal cottage what then is there to bewail? this transient and ever fleeting existence; how then is a man to derive joy in life? when life itself holds no solitude but then, why should fear grip the heart at the thought of death? Chaos ensue when death visit, cries of felicity fills the hear when life is begotten but is this not an endless circle of creation? life hasten destruction; death! through death, new life begins is there an end to this caged entanglement? living amidst joy and anguish, pain in life and relieve in death what then is there to live for? when it all ends as soon as death arrives ©Pen Of A True Gemini™ Monarch Muse™♊ 7th July, 2023

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Title: Caeser at Lucifer's Mission Theme: The Aesthetic of Poets A duet by : Prince Jayeola ( Golden Son) : Fuad Opeyemi (Gemini) Solid heart like the mountain Everest Circumflex to the Raven, Bring up the agon in our midst, Like a dove, we still remain Challenge come about us Still, we overcome the hurdles like hills 🙇Golden son 🙇 Kvell Cadres of scrivener, Harness styluses to tattoo on thin sheets Poets, goblet of endowment, Pivoting throe to gladdened symphony Soothing the ear of grief dwellers 🙇Gemini🙇 Clear out barrel of hate, Come apart, enmity show less on our ballad We do not bow down to race Rather, we propel with grace, With the sound of humour our poem emit 🙇Golden son 🙇 The pen, like a magicians's wand Exploited by calibers of Versified bards With a tip so sharp, running in ink Cynosure of Prying eyes, like a drop - Of dew on spinach, poet are Aesthetic 🙇Gemini🙇 We are "they are who? ", certainly! Armed to the teeth with our pens Thinking of ill- hearted hearts to heal As we dance to the dead beat of our bleeding pen No, tell the man in the street to flow off our den 🙇Golden son 🙇 Rhymester's way is Slim and Narrow, Like a thoroughfare to Gehenna For we dine with words, A minstrel muser are hero, resident of valhalla, For we are the fighter, that fight with pen 🙇Gemini🙇 We stand in the racket of ranks And fight to mind our p's and q's, Hardly do we hit below the belt To avoid disruption of poets that que We stand tall and play the game 🙇Golden son 🙇 Poets are Aesthetic, alluring That travaux over the lava-like ways of poesy We are all a product of our genre Yet, living in the facade of exultation Delusional, caeser at Lucifer's Mission 🙇Gemini🙇 ©Pen Of A True Gemini™ The bleeding Hearted Pen ©Prince Jayeola™ The Golden son All rights reserved

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Aug 10, 2020

Aug 10, 2020 at 12:57 PM UTC

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Caeser At Lucifer's Mission

Title: Caeser at Lucifer's Mission Theme: The Aesthetic of Poets A duet by : Prince Jayeola ( Golden Son) : Fuad Opeyemi (Gemini) Solid heart like the mountain Everest Circumflex to the Raven, Bring up the agon in our midst, Like a dove, we still remain Challenge come about us Still, we overcome the hurdles like hills 🙇Golden son 🙇 Kvell Cadres of scrivener, Harness styluses to tattoo on thin sheets Poets, goblet of endowment, Pivoting throe to gladdened symphony Soothing the ear of grief dwellers 🙇Gemini🙇 Clear out barrel of hate, Come apart, enmity show less on our ballad We do not bow down to race Rather, we propel with grace, With the sound of humour our poem emit 🙇Golden son 🙇 The pen, like a magicians's wand Exploited by calibers of Versified bards With a tip so sharp, running in ink Cynosure of Prying eyes, like a drop - Of dew on spinach, poet are Aesthetic 🙇Gemini🙇 We are "they are who? ", certainly! Armed to the teeth with our pens Thinking of ill- hearted hearts to heal As we dance to the dead beat of our bleeding pen No, tell the man in the street to flow off our den 🙇Golden son 🙇 Rhymester's way is Slim and Narrow, Like a thoroughfare to Gehenna For we dine with words, A minstrel muser are hero, resident of valhalla, For we are the fighter, that fight with pen 🙇Gemini🙇 We stand in the racket of ranks And fight to mind our p's and q's, Hardly do we hit below the belt To avoid disruption of poets that que We stand tall and play the game 🙇Golden son 🙇 Poets are Aesthetic, alluring That travaux over the lava-like ways of poesy We are all a product of our genre Yet, living in the facade of exultation Delusional, caeser at Lucifer's Mission 🙇Gemini🙇 ©Pen Of A True Gemini™ The bleeding Hearted Pen ©Prince Jayeola™ The Golden son All rights reserved

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The Eerie Tavern A cracked Porcelain, Prone to be treated with delicacy Though bound to rive facilely, but, Can it hang on to its bite like a wild dog Or give up, like a broken legged Mantis Green eyed partridge , Dances to the pitched Vocable of its nest Cradled against its own Soft feather Does it wait for an ill fated worm to crawl up Or hunt the unyielding insect The Eerie Tavern, That makes hair stand at the back of neck With its cold breeze smooching the iced glass Will danger lurk in the darkest shadow of the inn Or warmth, Tranquil spread across its hinges The limp and the blind, Set out on a rickety and scarred thoroughfare Had the blind has an eye on his glabella And the limp has a leg that doesn't falter Impairment might not cause a truce Tortoise and the Porcupine, One with shell as hard as Brick The other with pine as detriment as poison Had it been they both lack their cover shield They'd have been stuffed in a coffin ©Pen Of A True Gemini™ The Bleeding Hearted Pen

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Jul 30, 2020

Jul 30, 2020 at 3:43 AM UTC

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Eerie Tavern

The Eerie Tavern A cracked Porcelain, Prone to be treated with delicacy Though bound to rive facilely, but, Can it hang on to its bite like a wild dog Or give up, like a broken legged Mantis Green eyed partridge , Dances to the pitched Vocable of its nest Cradled against its own Soft feather Does it wait for an ill fated worm to crawl up Or hunt the unyielding insect The Eerie Tavern, That makes hair stand at the back of neck With its cold breeze smooching the iced glass Will danger lurk in the darkest shadow of the inn Or warmth, Tranquil spread across its hinges The limp and the blind, Set out on a rickety and scarred thoroughfare Had the blind has an eye on his glabella And the limp has a leg that doesn't falter Impairment might not cause a truce Tortoise and the Porcupine, One with shell as hard as Brick The other with pine as detriment as poison Had it been they both lack their cover shield They'd have been stuffed in a coffin ©Pen Of A True Gemini™ The Bleeding Hearted Pen

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And Confident Ease A free verse poem -------------------------------------- pen sways on back and forth Soul wish to write in royal court Ink glow in golden hue The paper don't care if it is blue Poetry is not a game of slicing apple It can be sonnet, Limerick, or Haiku It is more than just rhyming Not an amusement like miming Pen it on, for poetry is the world Expressing what is more than word ©Pen of A True Gemini™ A poet by birth

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Jun 28, 2020

Jun 28, 2020 at 1:03 PM UTC

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And Confident Ease

And Confident Ease A free verse poem -------------------------------------- pen sways on back and forth Soul wish to write in royal court Ink glow in golden hue The paper don't care if it is blue Poetry is not a game of slicing apple It can be sonnet, Limerick, or Haiku It is more than just rhyming Not an amusement like miming Pen it on, for poetry is the world Expressing what is more than word ©Pen of A True Gemini™ A poet by birth

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With Rested Gaze... A Limerick poem (aabba, 9-9-7-7-9) ----------------------------------------------- Peter stones ***** up his poking ear To the pitter-patter he could hear From the faded local beat To the sandwich he can eat Boss peter has got nothing to fear Cat-son and mouse-well were once a friend In the clubhouse, they'd drink to no end Till the cat grew cruel and cold And mouse stay in his household Thenceforth, the crazy hunt never end ©Pen Of A True Gemini™

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Jun 28, 2020

Jun 28, 2020 at 1:02 PM UTC

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With Rested Gaze

With Rested Gaze... A Limerick poem (aabba, 9-9-7-7-9) ----------------------------------------------- Peter stones ***** up his poking ear To the pitter-patter he could hear From the faded local beat To the sandwich he can eat Boss peter has got nothing to fear Cat-son and mouse-well were once a friend In the clubhouse, they'd drink to no end Till the cat grew cruel and cold And mouse stay in his household Thenceforth, the crazy hunt never end ©Pen Of A True Gemini™

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She came late Last night A Romance poem ------------------------------------------- The strong wind blew With its airy Hand, carries my hair to the cloud Like a lone wolf, sitting alone I await her arrival Even when the rain started Drenching my sticky skin Taped to the window with faraway look Longing to see her sunlight smile One that fights sadness and sorrow Sat upon the window side The wooden bench start to complain Of my sitting all day, I've got all day to wait For the key to my happiness Watching the rain beget cat and dog And the thunder clap Eyes closing on its own accord With my bed longing for friction While the bench won the fight She came late last night That I am sure of Deep in my subconscious Am getting rid of the thought With her not beside me in bed ©Pen Of A True Gemini™ A free verse poetry

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Jun 28, 2020

Jun 28, 2020 at 1:01 PM UTC

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She Came Late Last Night

She came late Last night A Romance poem ------------------------------------------- The strong wind blew With its airy Hand, carries my hair to the cloud Like a lone wolf, sitting alone I await her arrival Even when the rain started Drenching my sticky skin Taped to the window with faraway look Longing to see her sunlight smile One that fights sadness and sorrow Sat upon the window side The wooden bench start to complain Of my sitting all day, I've got all day to wait For the key to my happiness Watching the rain beget cat and dog And the thunder clap Eyes closing on its own accord With my bed longing for friction While the bench won the fight She came late last night That I am sure of Deep in my subconscious Am getting rid of the thought With her not beside me in bed ©Pen Of A True Gemini™ A free verse poetry

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Sweet Scent On The Breeze An Haiku poem (Wind) --------------------------------------------- Propel the birds up Flowers dance at a mere touch Also tree's soulmate Unseen, yet so real Comfort giver, in the heat All corners of world It flows, even roars Lethal, if it is a storm Still, serve as relief Friend of a sailor The voyager's ship power Gift of the nature Sweet scent on the breeze The wind carries aromas Pleasing the schnozzle ©Pen Of A True Gemini™ A stoic writer

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Jun 28, 2020

Jun 28, 2020 at 1:00 PM UTC

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Sweet scent on the breeze

Sweet Scent On The Breeze An Haiku poem (Wind) --------------------------------------------- Propel the birds up Flowers dance at a mere touch Also tree's soulmate Unseen, yet so real Comfort giver, in the heat All corners of world It flows, even roars Lethal, if it is a storm Still, serve as relief Friend of a sailor The voyager's ship power Gift of the nature Sweet scent on the breeze The wind carries aromas Pleasing the schnozzle ©Pen Of A True Gemini™ A stoic writer

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Stretch Across The Face A free verse poem --------------------------------------------- A dirt on the porcelain platter Stretch across the face With the eye keen on it While the mind won't stray A lion piggy backing a deer And The prey so happy Had he know beforehand The predator don't play The eye lid flutter Straining to kiss the nose Ignoring the brain's warning He can see but only hazily Raven took a likening for the peacock Admiring its flashy feather Oh the raven seems to forget That his black is also shiny For man don't care But the heart and soul do If the heart loves not The sky won't be blue ©Pen Of A True Gemini™

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Jun 28, 2020

Jun 28, 2020 at 12:59 PM UTC

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Stretch across the face

Stretch Across The Face A free verse poem --------------------------------------------- A dirt on the porcelain platter Stretch across the face With the eye keen on it While the mind won't stray A lion piggy backing a deer And The prey so happy Had he know beforehand The predator don't play The eye lid flutter Straining to kiss the nose Ignoring the brain's warning He can see but only hazily Raven took a likening for the peacock Admiring its flashy feather Oh the raven seems to forget That his black is also shiny For man don't care But the heart and soul do If the heart loves not The sky won't be blue ©Pen Of A True Gemini™

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