xyleena-therin - Hello Poetry

In the house of judgment Stands the statue of Libra And there also stands A man in a suit and polished black shoes Beside him, A black man in his thirties With clothes wrinkled and unclean, but pure within. The hammer strikes; The battle begins To defend a black man confined by society’s chains because of white’s vain The hammer strikes; The battle ends All pieces of truth, shred by lies and poisoned with vice Beside him, The black man is shackled with chains on his hands and chains on his life. In the house of judgment Stands the statue of Libra with a balance on its hand, balanced. But when the man in the suit looks once again The balance tilts more to the other side.

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Jun 23, 2018

Jun 23, 2018 at 6:56 AM UTC

LIBRA

In the house of judgment Stands the statue of Libra And there also stands A man in a suit and polished black shoes Beside him, A black man in his thirties With clothes wrinkled and unclean, but pure within. The hammer strikes; The battle begins To defend a black man confined by society’s chains because of white’s vain The hammer strikes; The battle ends All pieces of truth, shred by lies and poisoned with vice Beside him, The black man is shackled with chains on his hands and chains on his life. In the house of judgment Stands the statue of Libra with a balance on its hand, balanced. But when the man in the suit looks once again The balance tilts more to the other side.

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Looks like a diamond yet fragile as glass, A noisy and chaotic world of words never spoken A small voice about to crack Never noticed by anyone Only to be heard by the reflection on the mirror. Everything gets piled up, everywhere is a mess. Just waiting to trigger the bomb inside Finally the hidden dome cracked and broke; it let itself out revealing all the secrets. During this time of vulnerability resonance comes in- It builds a new world this time with open doors.

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Mar 10, 2017

Mar 10, 2017 at 7:35 AM UTC

Fragile

Looks like a diamond yet fragile as glass, A noisy and chaotic world of words never spoken A small voice about to crack Never noticed by anyone Only to be heard by the reflection on the mirror. Everything gets piled up, everywhere is a mess. Just waiting to trigger the bomb inside Finally the hidden dome cracked and broke; it let itself out revealing all the secrets. During this time of vulnerability resonance comes in- It builds a new world this time with open doors.

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A strange yet euphoric feeling A confusing mix of colors You were a phantasmagoria all along Just a fantasy, just an illusion.

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Feb 26, 2017

Feb 26, 2017 at 8:02 AM UTC

phantasmagoria

A strange yet euphoric feeling A confusing mix of colors You were a phantasmagoria all along Just a fantasy, just an illusion.

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Knock, knock! Yes, come in. Let me show you what's inside Close the gates Lock the door And I'll tell you What's in store. An ancient clock A jet black orb What you see will change your soul. Make your choice: leave or stay For this spell just works one-way. One small glimpse of the future you can haunt your dreams and destroy you, too. This is a time you cannot reset This one decision you should not regret. So don't be foolish or it'll be too late Use this chance to change your fate.

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Feb 26, 2017

Feb 26, 2017 at 7:59 AM UTC

Kismet

Knock, knock! Yes, come in. Let me show you what's inside Close the gates Lock the door And I'll tell you What's in store. An ancient clock A jet black orb What you see will change your soul. Make your choice: leave or stay For this spell just works one-way. One small glimpse of the future you can haunt your dreams and destroy you, too. This is a time you cannot reset This one decision you should not regret. So don't be foolish or it'll be too late Use this chance to change your fate.

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Knock, knock! Yes, come in. Let me show you what's inside Close the gates Lock the door And I'll tell you What's in store. An ancient clock A jet black orb What you see will change your soul. Make your choice: leave or stay For this spell just works one-way. One small glimpse of the future you can haunt your dreams and destroy you, too. This is a time you cannot reset This one decision you should not regret. So don't be foolish or it'll be too late Use this chance to change your fate.

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Feb 26, 2017

Feb 26, 2017 at 7:57 AM UTC

Kismet

Knock, knock! Yes, come in. Let me show you what's inside Close the gates Lock the door And I'll tell you What's in store. An ancient clock A jet black orb What you see will change your soul. Make your choice: leave or stay For this spell just works one-way. One small glimpse of the future you can haunt your dreams and destroy you, too. This is a time you cannot reset This one decision you should not regret. So don't be foolish or it'll be too late Use this chance to change your fate.

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Reaching for you when you're high above the sky Searching for you in this vast horizon Even if it's just a 0.0000001% chance, I won't give up on you.

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Feb 25, 2017

Feb 25, 2017 at 7:36 AM UTC

a tiny bit of chance

Reaching for you when you're high above the sky Searching for you in this vast horizon Even if it's just a 0.0000001% chance, I won't give up on you.

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Inside a crystal glass case, A heart made of stone Cold like ice Covered in spikes. As jagged as it looks, Anything it touches just ends up hurt: Broken like the pieces of earth. Meant to be numb; Never meant to feel warmth. But as a small ray of light Finds its way inside- "It can love, after all."

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Feb 23, 2017

Feb 23, 2017 at 9:25 AM UTC

Jagged Heart

Inside a crystal glass case, A heart made of stone Cold like ice Covered in spikes. As jagged as it looks, Anything it touches just ends up hurt: Broken like the pieces of earth. Meant to be numb; Never meant to feel warmth. But as a small ray of light Finds its way inside- "It can love, after all."

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