Her blood runs of anticorruption
Destroying the pigs of corruption
She stands with pride
With justice on her side
Dignity she will bring
She's not someone's play thing
She knows her worth
Since birth
Unique like a volkswagen
And courage like a dragon
She's bows down to no one.
She's like a loaded gun
When injustice is done
Never backs down
Or is she ever bound
she may face life alone
But She will never be dethroned
Apr 24, 2019
Apr 24, 2019 at 7:56 AM UTC
Where she goes
know one will ever know
Her soul wonders with exhustation
Her emotions nauseous
Her heart is cautious
Where she goes
Know one will ever know
She heads toward the sun
Obeying no one
She goes by no label
Leaving her identify on the table
Where she goes
Know one will ever know
Her heart a peaceful Anarchist
No rules no regulation of her heart
Where she goes
Know one will ever know
Jan 4, 2018
Jan 4, 2018 at 3:54 AM UTC
Inside a dark medieval Gothic theme
science lab, lived a isolated women named Aneem
A mad scientist who tries to live an impossible dream
trying to love a scoundrel named Mr. Hakeem
who steals and destroys people's self esteem
has many decades passed, Aneem love for him become so extreme
She was willing to give her self esteem to Mr.Hakeem
Wednesday afternoon she invited him over for ice cream
to her surprise, she hears a scream
from a young child, "its stolen my self esteem"
At that moment, her heart becomes so enraged, so at gun point she kidnaps Mr. Hakeem,
then uses him for a science experiment called bloodstream
a magical potion that restores the whole village's self esteem
that day she was honored has a village hero, hooray Miss Aneem
Horray Miss Aneem,
the great hero of self esteem
writting by me
Jan 3, 2018
Jan 3, 2018 at 9:42 PM UTC
Many centuries ago, lived a plastic queen
Who's soul was invisible and unseen
Her mind was obscene
Her heart ruled like a facists so unpure and unclean
Her emotions ruled like a police state forcing the broken to become heartless and mean
A broken, by the name of Jean
started an inner Revolution that spread like a newsmagazine
My cries, my heart will be heard and seen
You can't shut me up, REVOLUTION IS NOW!
I will become fixed when I destroy you, oh my beloved plastic queen
Fin
Jan 3, 2018
Jan 3, 2018 at 6:34 AM UTC
Farwell my dear loves, I must prepare a ship and sail away
My journey will start today
A journey I must face alone
And think of those I have known
Rough storms I will have to face
darkness and loneliness I will have to taste
And embraces the waves that violently go up and down
making me feel trapped and bound
Isolation of the dark sea feels like Years
entaggled in my fears
Chained to hardship that don't end
Forever being hit by violent waves that twist and bend.
My heart beats hysterically i scream out LET ME DIE!
So, I fall down on my knees and begin to cry
I crawl into a self defeating position
Im ready to give up on this so called mission
Until I hear my inner voice
Telling me I have a choice
Either I can lay there and die
Or I can get up and try
I decided at the moment I will stand tall
There will be nothing to cause me to fall
I swear upon the moon
I will finish this journey soon
So I can find happiness and true love
Dec 27, 2017
Dec 27, 2017 at 11:53 PM UTC