Born - Hello Poetry

Born Aug 2015

Under the sun (collaboration with voyager)

Just a pill for the crown
It doesn't matter what you think
Just a drink for the throne
it doesn't matter if it's your blood

Just a pill for the crown
In the ages of years l drown
pain in my body I toil
under the sun my blood boils

Just a pill for the crown
to pay what belongs to Cesar
my hands full of blisters
they speak tales of a dwindling faith
the crown indeed,is merciless

If only you understood earth
Instead of creating your own demise
you wouldn't have time for me
and you wouldn't judge me

I strive for gold
With pride that I don't hold
don't call me greedy
I've stormed through tough sea's

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Born Aug 2015

nothing but the Truth

Am having conflict with truth

The truth ain't something you want in your conscious

like a ******

The murderer feels relief
the victim terrorised him
so slicing her neck was like listening to a cool beat put together and the music is just perfect

or she just end up crying like a lost kitten
you didn't mean it
but it just happened
you feel lost
and your ghosts flash right in front of you

It doesn't really set you free

It puts you in a comma
the rest is up to you
whether you fight or just drown

Born Aug 2015

times

At 15 I taught him some of my best curse words

we grew older,
and he shared a bottle of whisky just to whisk my days away

then we grew more older,
and I taught him how to fire a rifle,

it was indeed fun, too much fun,he killed a couple of birds and also managed to ******* his favourite dog

Then we grew more older,
and he shared his charming secrets that girls fall for

Then we grew more older,
and I shared my love for music, jazz to be exact, how peaceful it felt listening to it

Then we grew more older,
we tried to fall in love
and opted for Canon
but

Born Aug 2015

Pieces

There has to be a way to leave all my ghosts behind

Born Aug 2015

Muse `beauty of lies

Shhhh... Everything is going to be alright

He whispers to her as she falls asleep

Born Aug 2015

opaque

Being indecisive makes me
Aint no telling
I stay late at night thinking about my life
No telling
Having conversations with mama
My life is a mess, I aint been returning texts
So she’s been reading depress

Don’t ever take the vice that was great advice mama
Retired teacher but your words still got me evolving

We stopped talking about dad
That ***** still in the club
Call him after we get off the phone
And show him some love
That guy loved you to death
He made mistakes throughout his life that he still doesn’t accept
But he still wants our forgiveness
And **** look how we living
I’m content with this story
Who are we not to forgive him