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Mystic904 Sep 2017
No hope found in the heartless boat,
Thinks it can't handle a little load

Waiting for a sign to make realise,
That it can slaughter that little goat

Some witness the potential in this toad,
Which couldn't see the big weapon float

Get thyself a little kickstart smoke,
Inversely which gets to heal the throat

Hath been long since been used,
Time to get that gun a reload

Just switched itself in that lazy mode,
Gotta get hasty on this $hitty road

©  Faisal Amin
Mystic904 Sep 2017
Do you really think you're never gonna die
The day shall come, you'll know this was all a lie
'Tis, a four day journey
Two days of desire, two days of pie

No one knows what's gonna happen in the grave,
Once the man's put, nothing wakes up the dark eye
The punishment he pays for, is not seen but felt
The wealth he gave his life for, is nowhere at sight

His life was just the same as of a potato blight,
When he was asked to look at the beneficial light
But he didn't bat an eye at the given advice
Nor did he take a look at his hair full of lice

Everyday he would eat a full plate rice,
Still no sign of thankfulness, despite
Was he deaf, or was he blind
Even the disables are not as lost as he was at night

The whole story seemed like a joke to him,
But sorry, it's too late to make everything right (while being placed in the coffin)
Anyways it's too late to write,
Let me have an apple to bite
Mystic904 Sep 2017
There, come the sounds of shrieks and shriek
And here, comes a newly prepared tweet

For how long will we remain silent,
Goes another ambulance with a loud siren

The missiles are again ready to ****,
Loaded with a thousand kills, a bill?

There's goes another missile with the millionth ****
Here are we, ready to take another pill

God, be the judge of the tyrants
Neither are we going anywhere still
Mystic904 Sep 2017
Birds and bats fly at the same pace
Lads claiming been to outer space

Some just cant find a trace,
Of the truth that lies within their space

Some laugh at the poetry of craze
But a driven mind always slays

Trying to find a single trace
Of a mere fault in the perfect place

Managed everything so fragile,
Two words and a never ending space

Though some cant tie a lace
And some just cant embrace

The truth of life and the short race,
Striving to comprehend the confusing space
Mystic904 Sep 2017
Anyways how good are you,
hear them thoughts about you
wanted to lock em up, so
everyday could pass em through

Wished you knew what,
thoughts in my mind but
windows are closed
Memories drowned in blood

The agony, the pain in me
those eyes couldn't see
maybe they didn't care
you'd cry, I guarantee

Always hath the desire,
that you would admire
all that I was stuffed with
witnessed only the buyer
Mystic904 Sep 2017
Thinks the man made of clay,
The world is a forever's stay
When everything he worked for, is slayed
That's when realise whispers the deaths play
Nothing can he do to click the replay
Still can he repent while he's got the stay
Fear of death has far been vanished,
Without wondering in his bed he's going to lay
Nightmares! Only things that wake him up
Nightmares that he can't delay
Mystic904 Sep 2017
Carefree like a house on Hire,
Tis how I like, a house on fire
Melody of a song, the great red attire
Resemblance of which, like a house on fire
Drowning deep in the loathsome shire,
That's how thorough is the house on fire
Confusing's the smell of the burning tyre,
Rewinding the cruelness of the house on fire
Soothing's the sound, sweeping the tire
Ingesting the frequency of the house on fire
Down goes the crown of the red tide steady,
That's my room in that house on fire
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