I find it difficult to breathe these days
with your absurd ideas and beliefs
your secular and capitalist culture
it bothers me, still you refuse to listen
you refuse to pay attention to others
because you’re stuck in this illusion
where you are the main character
your life is more important than others
and your way is the only way to live
it’s as simple as an ax cutting skill
wood chopping to board cutting
yet, you don’t respect others
your savior complex
tribal mindset
you must
fancy
your-
self
still, you leave us with no option
because you think you’re Galileo
the father of science, the savior
of his descendant of geniuses
it must be really hard to see
your wrongs about life
stuck with those
who are
less
when I look to the left
when I look to the right
they all seem the same
one a wolf
one a fox
with the same intent to ****
no Sheepdog
and only sheep
waiting to be killed
Dec 2, 2024
Dec 2, 2024 at 10:24 PM UTC
Your self-righteous really bothers me
to the very core of my sinful soul
which you don't seem to realize at all
because you’re so consumed by your own ego
I wish you had done some self-evaluation
because you don't speak for all
thinking that you do
being so defensive
for others
when many or all
are not offended
we don't need your "saving"
but if it makes you feel better
especially about your past
then just do what is right
especially when no one is watching
because we all know the truth
you have difficulty doing so
your history shows it
your culture
your people
and lies
your narcissism really bothers me
regardless of what side you belong
because you don't seem to understand
that humility and shame goes a long way.
Oct 22, 2023
Oct 22, 2023 at 9:39 PM UTC
the foolish sheep plays in the snow
while the farmer looks new ways for us
the wolf lurks beneath the shadows
while the child plays near the house
time to see what was soon to be thought
the wolf lurks beneath the shadows
time passes by and wolf begins to move closely
the wolf begins to make its move towards them
I watch from afar
ominous presence lurks from the shadow
the sheep plays careless with all other sheep
ominous presence shadows upon the farm
the farmer hears the child’s cry from afar
sudden silence
the foolish farmer cries out ****** ******
and the child watches in fear for the farmer
the foolish sheep take off the other direction
and the wolf begins to devour its prey
I pull out my phone to record
the child looks for guidance
the farmer waits for assistance
the sheep begins to play foolishly
I post my video for flame and glory
Nov 2, 2020
Nov 2, 2020 at 1:38 PM UTC
The more I spend time with you, the more I like you.
Is it wrong for me to fall for foolish love?
The more I get to know you, the more I fall for you.
Is it wrong for me to want to be with you?
Then please don’t let this linger on…
I can only say that life seems so boring here for me,
but if you were to be a part of this life of mine.
I can only say that life would be full of joy for me,
but if you were to deny my existence and love.
Then please don’t let this linger on…
Because the more I dislike my desires for love,
then the more I will push myself away from you…
Apr 1, 2020
Apr 1, 2020 at 11:00 PM UTC
Stagnate in the most disposition of this life,
Slowly turning the **** to shut the door behind.
Where the sound of the smacking metal clicks
And the cycle of stagnation continues again.
Is this my doing, my incarnation bring?
Is this my slow trending’s doing?
Now, awaken the beast inside,
For since the time of preadolescent
Which I had no control over.
Vulnerable to have foreseen the truth
That this beast will emerge once again.
Devouring the mind’s weak spots
Leaving no trace of my humanity insight.
For this life was better off with the door closed
And possibly never seeing that light shine.
For no door is worth opening to or whom—
Stagnate in the most disposition of this life.
Sep 24, 2017
Sep 24, 2017 at 8:14 PM UTC
I wonder sometimes
If the days get cold
would you think of my warm hugs
underneath the moonlight skies
where we laid together
and loved each other?
I do wonder sometimes
and more than I should
for my love hasn’t forgotten
your touch
your kiss
next to the fireplace.
When we giggle
or tease each other
until someone got mad.
Most time it was you-
the face you made
the wrinkle of your nose
and the silly face you made
would cause me to laugh
making my heart beat
faster than a hummingbird’s wings.
Do you wonder sometimes,
if the time I gave you was ever enough
or the silly gifts that I made for you
truly came from my heart.
The pain inside
doesn’t seem to cease
and my mind continues to dream
of your passionate kiss
and touch.
The pain growing inside
more than ever,
which has put me into submission
and my heart can only continue wondering,
why did you leave me
without an answer
or acknowledgment
of goodbye.
Dec 6, 2015
Dec 6, 2015 at 2:02 PM UTC
Give me something to look forward to life--
so I can dream like I used to as a child;
innocent and young where my mind is not poison,
let me look forward to something
instead of nothing when I'm away from home.
Too far away for my heart to care--
seems like my soulless heart has lost it's way
through this dark cloud of field.
Give me life, give me something to look forward
in life.
Nov 22, 2015
Nov 22, 2015 at 9:58 AM UTC
I dream of the days of glory;
so men could find it daily
to inspire those who are down.
When no one is around,
may life leave you it’s foundation of beauty.
Beauty inspired by the art of men;
who dreamed so large to mend,
what was broken in death,
be brought back into depth,
knew that life itself was larger then God.
May we extend ourselves farther than god,
because the radicals of evil violate the good.
The intentions of men
be wiser then The Ten
so we can live in the days of glory.
Oct 20, 2015
Oct 20, 2015 at 9:00 PM UTC
Take me slowly through the night
where the light is low like candlelight.
Only in a blink of an eye;
I dream of daylight shinning bright
seeping into my eyes when they are tight.
What a beam of light?
Oh, wait. Just a trick in my eye.
They’re false dreams that I seem to forget
the promising signs of one I might not get.
Only in one’s eyes that they do see--
are nightmares that one feels fidget
to become the reality and turn into hogget.
Which road to take--what is the truth.
Only to know my heart splits into two.
Sep 30, 2015
Sep 30, 2015 at 5:57 PM UTC
The nights are long and cold,
I only see you once or twice.
Still, my heart is not satisfied
not content of just the beauty,
it desires more than a silhouette
that my mind shapes of you
when I close my eyes at night.
The stars do not shine bright
not enough to image your eyes
and never enough to satisfy;
my darkest secrets of you
hold it’s place in dark skies
where words are not heard
and lust is at its highest peak.
Your voice enchants my heart
and vibrates through my soul,
only if I can feel your touch
it would feel like the sun
caressing my cold body,
and only the warmth of you
can keep me whole.
Sep 12, 2015
Sep 12, 2015 at 9:59 AM UTC