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 Oct 2015
theunrealist
Who gave you the key to my cage?
I've embraced my death, like its love or compassion.
Four blank walls, suppressin my guessin.
Born into this, pulled out of it, now where do I go from here?
Colors fade.
Ideas change.
Defamation of the martyrs stage.

Never agreed to be freed.
Rusted metals attached to me.
I'm forced to drag it around,
Until the limb gives out.
To learn to live is what im limping toward.
But where do I begin?
Colors change.
Ideas fade.
Evolution of the modern age.
 Oct 2015
theunrealist
Individual perception creates alternate realities. Infinite views.
Some shared among many,
Some among few,
Some are created and confined within one.
Objectively, everything is real.
Because nothing is real.
 Oct 2015
Ja
To live life well
Yet not to worry
Put kindness first
And not the fury

To show your feelings
Without regret
To be yourself
Without a threat

To help out freely
And not be shamed
To do your best
And not be blamed

To speak your mind
Without concern
To listen well
So you can learn

To live your values
Yet not impose
To let others follow
The one’s, they chose
WIZDUMBs BY JA 10
Counting the individual panes on a window , handles on a night stand and a chest of drawers .. Sixteen points of reference on a light switch , the dial tone is in the key of F major and I prefer to be alone ! Do you know what I'm going through , a play upon words just like I always do , in sequence , order in life to me is all about the timing ..Can you relate to counting your way through the day for the sake of having some form of control or say ? To hold your left elbow with your right hand and check each window for field of vision , recount the screws on the back of the television ?
Copyright September 25 , 2015 by Randolph L Wilson * All Rights Reserved
 Oct 2015
Keith Edward Baucum
Take a trip with me to lands unheard of
through hidden passages, secret doors, and unknown chambers deep within my mind
All you need is your imagination so leave everything behind see creatures and sights so strange that they'll burn imprints on the pages of your brain.
Written by Keith Edward Baucum
 Sep 2015
Jimmy Hegan

Trin Trin Trin Landline rings Trin TrinTrin.
Dhak Dhak Dhak Heat beats ring Dhak Dhak Dhak.
TingTong  TingTong  Doorbell rings TingTong TingTong.
Peep Peep Peep Motorcar horn rings Peep Peep.
Why  not corruption bell rings to awake from corruption.


 Sep 2015
Jimmy Hegan
WHATEVER  DEEDS YOU DO TRUE NEVER DIES.
WHATEVER FEELINGS YOU SHOW TRUE NEVER DIES.
WHATEVER CHEATING YOU DO TRUE NEVER DIES.
WHATEVER LOVE YOU SHOW TRUE NEVER DIES.
WHATEVER RACE YOU RUN TRUE NEVER DIES.
WHATEVER FIRMS YOU CREATE TRUE NEVER DIES.
WHATEVER SCAMS YOU DO TRUE NEVER DIES.
WHATEVER JUDGEMENT YOU SHOW TRUE NEVER DIES.
WHATEVER  FACES AND COLOURS YOU SHOW TRUE NEVER DIES.
WHATEVER  YOU SHOW TO WORLD TRUE NEVER DIES.
WRONG DEEDS  NEVER WINS AGAINST TRUE, SO TRUE NEVER DIES.
 Sep 2015
Jimmy Hegan
Let him kiss me with the  
  kisses of his mouth!
For your love is better than
wine.
your anointing oils are fragrant.
your name is perfume poured out;
therefore the maidens love you.
Draw me after you,let us make haste.
The king has brought me into his chambers.
We will exult and rejoice in you.
we will extol your love
more than wine;
rightly do they love you.  
 Sep 2015
Jimmy Hegan
Upon my bed at night
I sought him whom my
soul loves.
I sought him but found him not,
I called him but he gave
no answer.
I will rise now and go about
the city
in the streets and in the
squares.
I will seek him whom my
soul loves.
I sought him but  found  
him not.
The sentinels found me,
as they went about in the city.
"Have you seen him whom
my soul loves."
 Sep 2015
Jimmy Hegan
Raise your voice,raise your hands.
Raise  your voice against un justice and wrong full deeds.
Raise your hands against corruptions and ******.
Raise your voice to keep yourself alive in the world
Raise your hands to keep away from crime and ******.
Raise your voice to keep everyone calm and peace full.
Raise your hands to keep your nation clean from everything.
 Sep 2015
Jimmy Hegan
Darkness is roming around the gujarat
White clouds disappering from guarat
Ground is becoming red
Sky is crying for help
But everyone else is becoming blind
Human's are becoming animals
Animals becomes humans.

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