I am in everything.
I am in nothing.
What am I?

Time is passing and killing us mercilessly
We are just chained prisoners of the time
From  hard ******* how can one be free
Why this punishment without any crime

Let heart be clean and let soul be sublime
Eternity needs but just a leap to unknown
Let flowers of innocence bloom anytime
In  complexity let my sweetheart to own

What I did that was series of my love affair
My love relentlessly aspired for sweet beauty
In which I remained fair in my love flair
I always tried to get pearls from every sea

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2017 Golden Glow

My pal Pete had this cousin
Who was always known as ****
He had earned this name at school
Because he was always prodding his friends
For the answers to teacher's questions

Now **** was a likeable and friendly guy
But, alas, the police knew him well
He had a penchant for breaking and entry
Not peoples homes, thankfully
His thing was robbing garages
Tires, spares, cash or anything else
Whenever a garage was *******
**** was the first port of call

Anyway, on this day I'm thinking of
Pete and me were chatting to ****
Just casually shooting the breeze
As you do on a sunny Saturday
And a cop car crawled past us
A passer-by spoke up cheerfully
"Eyup, ****! Yer cab's here!"

                                          By Phil Roberts

It boils in his chest, burns his throat,
Blurs his sight; there's no way to cope.
I've said goodbye many times,
Each time the fire clouds his eyes.

I'm never afraid, my love is to blame.
It keeps me grounded, not running away.

"He doesn't mean it." I tell myself,
My family, and friends; not asking for help.

In the end he says, "Sorry," at least in my mind.
I imagine it so, each time it rewinds.

I am forever silent in my time of strife,
My skin growing cold, pale, and white.

Papa you don't seem to understand,
You no longer believe I am still that little boy you grew up,
Your own little man.

You think I have betrayed you,
You do not understand how I became the way I am,
So you lash out and blame everyone else but yourself.

I stand so brave when you through your abuse my way,
I still behave the same way,
But you let lies and rumors consume, never given a second thought.

Papa you no longer treat me the same,
No longer show me the love that came so naturally.

I cannot save you papa,
I am not going to be your mind controlled slave,
So be prepared to wave goodbye.

Papa remember that I will always love you,
And I hope you finally come to realize,
That I was not the one to betray you, that was all you.

Ill go Stacey Dash on you
Blastin you
Actin like my daddy ain't black
Attackin You
With these alternative facts
Hate the "fake news"
So I can fool wypipo into havin ME on they team
Low self esteem has made me green with envy for the machine
There's no in between
I don't support you
I hate your black support groups
Why don't you just pull YOURself up
By YOUR bootstraps while I deport you
Cause I'll resort to a white face
And paint my own race
As lame
My claim to fame
Clueless
To the truth
I Maintain this
Self-hate
My lips stay lyin' through my tooths
I don't mind being their puppet
Long as they keep my noose loose

"As If" -Sharde' Fultz 3.2.17

When meaning becomes enslaved
  by the abstraction,
—your Poem is lost

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2017)