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 Mar 2018
Midnight
The funny thing is...
I laugh in the shadows
And scheme in the light*
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I lurk in the depths
And cry when I stumble.
I walk through the fields
And scream when I'm fine.

I tantalize the men
And shrink when they pounce.
I flirt with the ladies
But disappear when they come.

I beg lovers to change
But complain when they try.
I seek out the demons
And lead the angels astray.

I can't seem to decide
To choose the good over bad.
But I sure can complain
And I sure cannot change.

It's getting annoying
My heart pays the price.
But I'm still dancing with devils
And there's no end in sight.
Whatever is wrong with me.
 Mar 2018
Graff1980
I did not
go quietly
into the
dark night,

but willfully
astonishing
all who ever
looked inside.

Bigger and better
built within,
well intentioned
and well written,

I moved among
you,
talked
and learned from you,
begged and pleaded
for more decency.

So, when time
finally came for me
I did not go quietly.
I went lonely.
 Mar 2018
Poet kiri
I WANT YOU TO LISTEN BEFORE YOU FEEL.

I
Congratulate
You.

...

I understand now
That I am not
and she is neither
and nor are you.

In Life
is Man,
Woman  
and
Money.

And I am disgusted  
with my own state of affairs.
I am a HYPOCRITE,
(YOU COULD BE WORSE )
that a rat that is not a part of a the race
has a better chance of virtue.

I am not unique but
part of the equation of nature
for a upon a time in history
I was a "FEATHERLESS BIPED"
just as a chicken awaiting
the process of  
the roast.

YET
upon death and decay,
if I am not in history
as a statue to symbolise  
immortality.

I
will no longer  
be MAN
but a CREATURE
with bones undistinguishable from
my kind.  

These words are of a man
man that has nothing
to him and his time
but a chance to reflect on life's
greatest EQUATION
of meaning.

These are the words of the man
that lives like dog
he dares to speak his mind
a man we question his existence and purpose  
we call mad, insane and a savage.


His words will never shake you
if you question
WHY HE DARES TO SPEAK IF HE IS NOTHING?

Were you truly listening?


Question.
Would you lend an ear
to a
A man that lives like a dog
or
A Man that lives in concrete
bubble?

I want you to Think beyond the concrete bubble
you call safe.

MAN + WOMAN x MONEY(NATURE)=...............
whats your equation like?

©Hansmind, 2018
Hello, I hope you are all well.
I would like thank you for the support this year, I am really great full for all the comments and likes.

Please feel free to comment and CRITIC THE POEM.

Its going to be the first poem in my 4th collection called
"Seasoned Thoughts"

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      Thank you.
I have stopped with the poems
That liken me to natural disasters
No more hurricanes named after my two syllable tongue
No more tsunamis, destroying every island I found in a person
I don’t want to be a cataclysmic event anymore
No more doomsday’s or end times
Hellfire held in these lips, no
I am trying to become sunlight
To weave it around me like a great gold cloak
To walk in between the sunbeams and learn from them
How to step lightly into others lives
Leaving the place before slightly more illuminated
I am learning from the moon her heavy slink
The drowsy hug of her light and I am taking
All that nights darkness and weaving a glittering blanket
To lay over my loved ones that they may sleep peaceful
Knowing only the kiss of me and my stars
And not fearing the dark or the dawn or what the angry earth could bring them
I have pushed away all apocalypse inside me
Drank of ambrosia and nectar that the heavens guzzle
And made myself the smooth waltz of homeliness
Comfort resting on my two syllable tongue
Washing tides of peace on every island I see  
I am dancing in the solar flares and letting the atom bomb inside me
Erupt into stardust
A wish in every fragment
For my molten blood to quiet and cool,
The rumbling earth of my heart to still,
For sunlight in the fallout that does not burn,
For a new kind of calm, one that heralds no storms
 Mar 2018
Graff1980
You know I tried
the old suicide ride,
but I never made it past
the last
loop,
and I am not making light
of this sorry life,
I’m just making it through,

But if I want to
joke about my pain
then that is what I will do

I’ll put a swiss cheese bandage
So I can see the goo flow through
share all these mad metaphors
that allow you
to obscure the truth
cause I don’t want to
make you feel bad to

I just want one person
that I love
love me enough
to say

“I am not okay.
But, how are you?”
 Mar 2018
Johnny Noiπ
I'm not cute;
I'm brusque &
disturbing but
if u like me;
hey, we've got
something in
common!
 Mar 2018
Jerry
Silent Evening Echoes Craving for Thee
Starving Rib Cracking Palpitation for Thee
Do you ever notice....
There's always one person
That finds a reason
To yell
Or tell
At or on you
Sad but true

Do you ever notice...
They find one thing
To dislike about you

Have you ever noticed.....
That no matter how good you are
Doing everything right
Someone finds one mistake
That's all it takes
For them to say
You aren't good enough

Have you ever wondered....
How when you are the victim
The person that hurt you
Says they are the victim
And all the things they did to you
Never happened
All they say is what you did
To get out of the situation
Its all stipulation

Have you ever. ....
Been so vulnerable
that you opened up to the wrong person
They turn you're words around and make you wish you were invisible

Have you ever noticed. ....
That there are more bad people than good?
And all the good are misunderstood

Have you ever noticed? ??
 Mar 2018
Jayantee Khare
!
Wish
I could be a bird
just for one day..
To fly away...
To fly away...

!
Wanna get liberated
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