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Nutshell Nov 2017
Lightning strike through the eye of mine
Thunder roar with savage and might
Am i dead?  Or am i alive?
All i can see is a powerful light

A voice approaching me from far end
Calling my name over and over
Should i trust the voices for me to tend
Or should i ignore until my soul devour

Light burst's evrywhere over darkness
Voices echoed through me
Instantly taking away the sadness
I trust you, come unto thee.

Woke up with blunder vision.
Voices still echoing within me.
Dreaming nor awake is the attention
Sketchy black figure are all around me.
Nutshell Sep 2017
Have you ever seen a bird of prey
Flying high above the sky so blue
Even this heat that enduring the day
Waiting to meet the bird of prey

Up above little they known
With no problem nor struggle as they flown
Dancing like naked indians as i lay
As i wait for the bird of prey

Minutes gone by and he land beside me
Helping me with my suffering
Thinking it as a God wanting to feed me
Save me bird of prey save me

The bird move closer
As my vision gone blunder
Pain shook my skin and water surrounds my body
Oh thank you for being death bird of prey
Nutshell Aug 2017
Remember the day
That we used to be happy
Speeding the time while we laugh
Filling each day with love as cupids fly by

missing every second of your skin
While we are seperated by a mountain,
Rocky terrain of struggle aint no problem
No matter how hard like sysiphus
Ill be stronger on every step just to get to you

But then i awoke
Like a man dreaming
Rising up with pain on every corner
Like stabbing knives to my skin
Making an infinite loop of pain
As i float on my stream of blood

Realizing that love is a difficult art to master
Even venus may suffer
One thing that i realize
That love is just a difficult story to finish
Nutshell Aug 2017
Is it true?
that our mother is dying with blue
making her weak without any clue
destroying her body until its due

Our mother is sleeping for generations
while we **** her softly with excitation's
inches of her body were destroyed by expansions
taking her for granted for our situations

Her long deciduous hair that gives life for us
suddenly gone missing for our lust
shaving it all is a must
not knowing for her kindness to us

Now we shall proudly say
that we viciously **** her everyday
making her look bad until we may
ending her life, so to us I shall say
Nutshell Aug 2017
not long ago there's a king
full of high hopes and ambitions;
innovations and power! said he'll bring
changing the culture and traditions

the townsfolk rejoices to the new king of the land
for he will bring peace;
not knowing what he'll command
it doesn't matter as long as they're stronger than Greece

months go by still going well
like a dream in a dream
without any people ranging furiously until they yell
or a person being murdered wanting to scream

clouds and sky became dark and gloomy
his dark brown eyes became red
his mind going insane and moody
obsessed by some gruesome bloodshed

power can take one's mind to another dimension
and the king want it all...
those who provoke will tortured by there intentions.
until there eyes shut and fall

now all the townsfolk terrified
many end with gruesome death
some of them hide
but some of them had just their last breath

the king laugh with madness
until all his men flee
now the king went down under to sadness
stabbing his heart until he goes free

the town that once up with power
with love that's been spread
and yet it goes down under
until its paint with red
power will take us anywhere, you may go somewhere glorious nor inglorious.
Nutshell Aug 2017
Standing alone in the dark
Forcibly to end your mark
Feelings of thought distorted and wild
Making you weak like an inocent child

The otherside; they said
Where all hopes are not lost
Like a man drifting away on the pool of the dead
Not knowing what lies ahead

Alone and scared with no one beside
Making your grand descent worst through the tide
Shouting and crying but no one can hear
Better yet go on until you disappear

Life is a journey
Full of ups and down
But when it goes blurry
Better not go frown

For it will stay inside you and linger
Until it devours your soul
No one can help you even by a touch of finger
Until a friendly mark appear like a hole
Nutshell Aug 2017
A walk into a very gloomy place
Breathing became very hard in a slowly pace
Whispers of voices echoing through the air
Head filled with nightmare and despair

Darkness filled the place on every corner
Cool ice touches the skin and ready to shutter
Every bone on the body shivers with fear
Feeling ready to abrupt and forcibly shear

Every walk leads to nowhere
Like a bird flying without any care
Somewhere there must be a fire
Lighting at the place that have been filled with
monster.

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