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33 · Jan 2020
Venom
Na'im Jan 2020
Knock the chalk off the block
Shock and gawk while you mock and walk
Seven venoms become the weapon
Seldom welcome and only become benumb
Done being shunned with none that I won
Repugn with a gun as it’s fun to run
No pain is worth the gain and left in disdain
Beneath this rain my bane is an arcane
Can no longer heal and conceal my weal
Seal the deal and kneel as I try to congeal what I feel
It isn’t a phase, I’m not okay, all is in a haze
My life is a maze in crazed and ablazed ways
Inner battle to grapple my rattled shackle
Fragile little candle that is my mental struggle
Wrong for wanting to belong all along
Only to prolong the final encore in the swan song
Find my mind in decline as a clear sign
Can’t unwind the intertwined lines for I am blind
I’m just putting on a lid and not be a sick *****
Forbid that I throw a fit and just get rid of it
Can’t blast and just be steadfast
No longer can I lambaste, just stood aghast in my past
My scream is a plea for somebody to save me
I want to be carefree and glee instead of pleading to flea
Pry into my eye and see my inside has died
I rely on you to nullify my terrified outcry
My unjustifiable words are liable and capable of all things horrible
The indescribable unstable fable that is my life being left undesirable
Feelings are soul-destroying and mind-boggling yet thought provoking
While stupefying and mesmerizing in an exhilarating fling
Read this as I bleed in trying to accede my creed
No deed can plant the seed for my greed to succeed
Nothing new to my few askew words to you
As I withdrew to revalue the view that I have misconstrued
18 · Jan 2020
Puzzled Tussle
Na'im Jan 2020
Long have I done things wrong but I didn’t want it prolonged.
I only hope to cope and not mope for being the typical trope.
Try to apologize for my demise so I could rise again and be wise.
My reliance on being defiant leaves me in a confinement.
Now gaze as I become great and set the place ablaze as I illuminate.
We will be the dream team as we stream our regime with such esteem.
Achieve what we once believed and let none perceive that we are naive.
Though trust will need to be obtained and regained to ascertain what I have stained.
Pray that I be patient as I convey my frustrations and not be complacent.
Now the second part to what my gut wants to cut into small parts.
The blotted knot left in the slot ought to be wrought.
Send a friend to mend and extend a helping hand.
As I whine and opine what’s in my asinine mind.
Be the light as the night sprite ignite my fright.
Please be at ease and see the ****** disease.
Ignore no more of the gore lore that soar on the shore.
I will miss this bliss with a kiss and reminisce the abyss with a dis.

— The End —