-Modern America.

Blasphemy runs deep within the land of the free,
Even though they claim to follow the Almighty.

How on Gods earth can they be a Christian country,
When they promote every kind of iniquity?

-Paradise.

Long ago, there was a man and woman,
They lived in a beautiful big garden.

One day their master gave them a command,
About a special grand tree in the land.

He warned them not to eat from his lush tree,
Which looked irresistible and smelled sweet.

But they rebelled after they became proud,
Therefore, their master chucked both of them out.

Our species always takes pleasure in doing all kinds of evil,

Humanity without a doubt are diabolical people.

-Laws Of Balance

Look all around, balance is present everywhere,

Everything in our world has an opposite pair!!

Sometime in the dead of night,
Whilst i was out like a light,
I experienced an awfully depressing and sorrowful dream.

I saw a girl dressed in white,
Who commited suicide,
When she found out the Internet turned her into a horrible meme.

Adultery always shatters the trust of the betrayed,


A lover on the side will never be a better upgrade.

Endless questions I have for the one whos ways are higher than that of mankind,

But only one amongst many stands out and never ceases to torment my mind.

Why oh why did you feel the need to stain suffering with the world you designed?

To enter through the gates of heaven where all your worries cease,

You must believe in the resurrection of the Prince of Peace.

-Love triangle

There once were a pair of inseparable soulmates who couldnt get enough of each other,
Luna Thapa was a woman of ethereal beauty, while timid Johnson had a stutter

They met when they crossed paths for the very first time when they were both lost at their local train station,
And exchanged joyful laughter when they both found out they were heading to the exact destination.

Shortly after, Johnson married Luna Thapa, and they established a family together.
And every night in their bed whilst their babies were sound asleep, they had all kinds of ***** pleasure.

Life couldnt have been better for them till Lunas black sheep of a sister, came into the picture,
She was just released from prison after spending countless years for being a convicted killer.

Dove Thapa was her maiden name and unlike her sister Luna Thapa, she was always bitter.
She coveted Lunas successful and blessed life, to the extent that she planned to ****** her.

So one dark and rainy day, Dove in secret, brought two magical potions from a witch named Garland,
One was poison for her sister, and the other was a potion of love for her sisters husband.

That night, Dove slipped the lethal dose of poison straight into her sisters cocktail by the kitchen sink,
Then at family dinner, she handed unsuspecting and innocent Luna, the poisoned drink!

Luna perished instantly from the poison, unaware her sister was the cause of her demise!
Even in death, the poison's effects lingered, inducing spasms and altering the hue of her eyes!

Following Luna's passing, Dove then used her cunning to convince Johnson to cremate her quickly,
Because she knew that if the husband allowed for an autopsy, she would get the death penalty.

Before long, Johnson wed a new woman who only won his love with a magic potion of love,
For she was both barren of beauty and virtue which her sister both had. Guess her name? Thats right, Dove!

Envy is a destructive and contagious disease which compels the host to inflict pain and strife,
And like a predator, they only hunt the trusting person who always ends up losing their life.

Earth flows with such a rich abundance of important necessities,

To ensure the surival of life, including the human species.

But the less fortunate struggle every single day to make ends meet,

Because greed continues to posion the minds of the powers that be.

Christ my comfort always pays me a visit,

During distressing times that plague my spirit.

Not a day goes by when someone doesnt bother me,

I honestly wish people would just let me be!

-Guardian Angel

Up above and beyond the sky,
Where vast stars and planets reside.

A shiny bright light caught my eye,
And approached me in the night.

''Do not be shy'', assured the light,
''Ive come in the name of Christ.

I was chosen to be your guide,
And protect you throughout your life.''

-My Flaw


The root cause of my stuttering lies within my anxiety,

It is my one and only embarrassing insecurity.

Christianity is the only tribe I subscribed to,
And the only religion that is objectively true.

Let me say something thats uncomfortable and taboo,
Doing good works wont give you eternal life or save you.

Call on the name of the lord Jesus before its too late,
Your decision friend, will determine your eternal fate.

The problem of evil forbids my soul from continuing my family line,

But perhaps Yahweh could sway my mind by showing me a clear and obvious sign.

-My Burial Wish.

Please listen to my request within my letter,
Once the time comes to make my bed six feet under:

Sprinkle fresh crimson roses upon my cold body,
Then spray me with lavish perfume made from honey.

Put a little bible within my jean pocket,
Place an art sketchbook and a pen in my casket.

Tie my gold crucifix of Christ around my neck,
Next lay my Paul Reed Smith guitar upon my chest.

Dress me in my baja hoodie I find groovy,
From Nepal handmade in the Kathmandu valley.

Clothe my legs with new light blue skinny denim jeans,
Put batacombe dark leather boots on my feet please.

Lastly, leave my gold ring on my right ring finger,
For it was a surprise present by my father.

-Two sides of the same coin


Space along with the ocean are literally one and the same,

Both are mysterious not to mention deadly, aint that insane!?

Ever since i earned my degree,
Life has been extremely ******.

Every single art company,
Have all slamed their door shut on me,

So i to work a 9 to 5,
Just to get by in this harsh life.

Three years ago, I signed up for the army,
I trained hard every single day just like Rocky,
Whilst i was waiting for them to get back to me.

But when they looked up my medical history,
They were forced to reject me, unfortunately,
Because I suffer from iron deficiency.

Perhaps if i was not born with this diffculty,
I'd most likely  be serving this great country.

Salvation descended
And
Planted his everlasting
Message,
Which took root
In
Israel
And flourished on
A
Large scale,
Concerning
A
Remedy,
For mankind's mortality,
Guaranteed to any,
Who truly believes.

-Luna Thapa


You reside as always upon my mind,

Before I slumber in the dead of night,

And the second after I rise and shine,

For you're all I think about all the time.

Sticky white cream upon your face,
Gushed out of my pipe at fast pace.

Now open wide for my surprise,
I'll try this time to dodge thine eyes.

My milk is sweet and fairly warm,
Lets hath more fun from dusk till dawn.

Nestled within these rhyming stanzas will you see,
The six bothersome questions which plague me daily.

Is the bible a book of real history,
Or a book of absurdity and fantasy?

Is Jesus the Christ the only way to heaven,
Or a fraud who tricked us with clever deception.

Perhaps Yahweh is just a man-made deity,
Who ancient people invented to deceive me?

Once upon a scary night, within the dark streets of London,
Five women all met their demise by a shadowy demon.

One hundred and thirty three years and eleven months later,
No one to this very day knows the name of the vile killer.

So he'll continue to go by the name of Jack the Ripper,
Till someone brings to light the identity of the monster.

''Faith or logic pick a side.''

They cant coincide I've tried.

This is hard I'd rather die,

Than decide which one is right.

-Before I make my bed down under

If possible, Id like anyone to answer two questions of mine before I die which refuse to depart from my mind.

Who on our planet can objectively define the meaning of life and also prove to me with ******* facts that they are right?

Celebrities are modern day deities, addicted to worship by their legions of devotees,

Theyre merely human beings, no different than you or me, narcissism is a nasty disease.

The ballad of Nalum by Johnson Oyeniran



Under a Sakura tree on a warm and pleasant day,
Sat a battle hardened soldier, trying to stay awake.

''Arise, you must stay vigilant'' muttered the combatant,
''Or youll suffer the same fate as private Melicent.''

But her eyes grew weary then she fell into a deep sleep,
Before the enemy quietly slipped into their keep.

They were bested by ruthless devils more savage than beast,
All the while the sleeping soldier slumbered against a tree.

Luckily for her, she was mistaken for a body,
So they left her be and continued with their killing spree.

Time passed since the enemy took the army by surprise,
They outnumbered them nine to two and left not one alive.

When the enemy were done having the time of their lives,
They merrily marched home with plunder and kukri knives.

In the midst of her fallen comrades, the soldier woke up,
In a state of shock at what she had just seen, she choked up.

''This isnt a prank nor am i dreaming'' wailed the soldier,
''My...brothers and sisters in arms are six feet under!''

''Before long, their mangled corpses will be food for scavengers,
Then nature will bury whats left of these warriors.''

Alone and orderless, the soldier randomly went west,
A tragic choice she would ultimately come to regret.

Now up ahead, roughly half a kilometer away,
Was the entire enemy, camping beside a great lake.

''This can not be happening'', whispered the protagonist,
''How did I end up near the camp of these terrorist?!''

But before she could try to sneak away, she got captured,
Embarrassed by her mistake, the soldier felt so awkward.

After hours of abuse, she was brought before their leader,
He demanded to know how she survived their massacre.

However, the female soldier preferred to stay silent,
Which caused the commander to get extremely violent.

He ordered his guard to pluck out one of her amber eyes,
And use an urumi to render asunder her thighs.

She was no stranger to torture and refused make a sound,
Though she was covered in a pool of her blood in the ground.

Her hands were bound in bronze chains by the commanders order,
But little did he know he had made a deadly error.

Whilst a male guard lead her to a human sized cage at night
She slipped out her chains once she saw he was preoccupied.

Immediately, she wrapped her chains around the guards neck,
Fueled by rage, she choked him with her might till he dropped dead.

Nearby was a deep hole she used to conceal the dead guard,
But first, she took his uniform and cut off his male part.

Later, she blended in with her enemy in disguise,
Her plan was to destroy them all with a fatal device.

Now in an empty tent, she performed a ritual,
Her special blood was needed to make her wish possible.

Soon after,12 ghostly heads hovered out of her symbol,
They were ancient wish granters who were all ethereal.

''Your request?'' asked the 12 heads floating in the air,
''Fashion me a bomb'', begged the female soldier in despair.

''As you wish'', answered the 12 heads she summoned from heaven,
''With this, Ill avenge them'', declared the servicewoman.

Just then, word had quickly spread that the soldier had escaped,
So the enemy searched high and low for her in great haste.

Suddenly, they were bewitched by the soldier's melody,
One by one, they mindlessly marched to her tent, slowly.

Out stepped the female soldier standing firm and unafraid,
Wrapped around her body, was the bomb the 12 heads had made.

At the cost of her life, she ignited her lethal bomb,
And at last, the whole enemy both small and great, was gone.

Nalum, Nalum the brave and mighty female warrior!
May your story live on within my poem forever!

Hang in there my Buddy, please remove the rope from around your neck,
Your life is just like an unfinished story, so dont go just yet.

Life can be cruel for people who play by the rules, I'll confess,
I'd be lying if I said life is not filled with hate and stress.

But despite all the evil that happens in our world you abhor,
If you stick around, I promise youll find something worth living for.

Another day of living is another day of misery,

My meaningless life is exactly like a depressing movie.

Every day, i tried to make my goals and dreams a reality,

But i conclued success is impossible unless im lucky.

So i made a new goal for myself that i know will be easy,

I will leave this earth young at the earliest opportunity...

-Used and Discarded

In times of need, people always flock to me like vultures flock to fresh meat on the ground,

But once their desires have been fulfilled, they are not surprisingly nowhere to be found.

Optimism stands on my left shoulder,
And pessimism upon the other.

One screams,''**** yourself dumb *****!''
But the other whispers vise versa.

Forever will my life be dominated by *******,

For nothing Ive tried has helped me overcome my addiction.

-The Neglected woman.

I was an overlooked
Dahlia,
Trampled without a care
For my welfare.

Then you plucked me
And replanted me within
Your keep.

With care,
You nourished an invisible outcast.

At last!
Someone gives a
**** about me!

Vivid fantasies from a
Gifted mind, one of a kind,
Designed to bring dreams to life.

I stumble not on writers block,
And dance around thievery.

Cut me open you'll see,
Nothing besides originality,
Dwells within me.

-Eye Candy

While black leather leggings enchance the appearence of womens legs and accentuate their figure,

They without fail, always provoke impure thoughts that lure me down the path of a backsliding sinner.

Oh LORD most high who gave me life,
I sinned and I apologize.

Pretty women are my weakness,
For I find their bodies wondrous.

Forgive me for what I have done,
Have mercy on your sinful Son.

Pettiness runs deep in our species,
Humans are nothing but a disease.

We're all naturally racist,
And we're also full of hatred.

-The hard truth

Do what you must to get by,
Because life isn't black and white.

-Real Monsters.

''Daddy'' the Son asked,
''What do Monsters look like?''

Monsters are not ugly creatures studded with spikes,
Nor do they have long sharp claws that resemble knives.

All their thirty two teeth are as neat as a pin,
They consistently bathe to maintain flawless skin.

Red is not even the colour of their eyesight,
And do not suppose they only come out at night.

They are very civilized and walk on two feet,
Yet  are more deadlier and scarier than beast.

There is one species that fits this catergory,
What starts with H and ryhmes with brutality?

-Silly Billy

Mid afternoon,
Stubborn Jane Dune,
Wondered into the forest of death that her folks deemed forbidden

Soon she got lost,
And cried alot,
Because she couldnt find her way back to her parents grand mansion.

Moments later,
A large tiger,
Saw the scared lost girl alone and suddenly sprang into action.

She was attacked,
By the huge cat,
And as a result, little Jane Dune died and went up to heaven.

-Why?

Dear Yahweh,

Why do you greet me with problems everyday?
I really wish you would give me a break.

Depression came to visit me recently,
Im haunted by bad memories frequently!

Once I have the guts to cut my major vein,
I will finally be free from all my pain.

Great Britain was once dominated by Christians,

But now the land is tainted by false religions.

-Water

Hot and relaxing,
Cool and refreshing,
Water is precious to all life.

Worth more than money,
Gems and jewelry,
For water keeps all life alive.

Every single day,
My soul slaves away,
At a soul ******* job I detest with a passion.

Making art full time,
Is my goal in life,.
Someday when the time is ripe, my big break will happen.

Each babe is assigned their fate,
Before they are even made.

Some are raised by rich parents,
Others by shabby peasants.

Whys life random and ******?
Dunno, ask the almighty!

Now and again, suicidal thoughts come to torment me when I am heavily filled with so much grief,

But they always flee from my broken soul whenever I call upon the name of the Jesus, my relief.

-The reign of winter

Days of warmth in the land of kent,
Is shortly coming to an end.

Before long, winter shalt commence,
Oh! May the cold not be intense!

-Bad news.

Before my very own brown eyes,
My sweet beloved took her life.

With her elegant gold pistol,
She with haste, blew out her temple.

Ah me, i know not what to do,
My love, you cut my heart in two.