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 Nov 2017
McDonald tsiie
propel unrealistic ideas
love can destroy, even believers
love is a life sentence
love could be amputated in seconds
thinking about these roses in hindsight
I never saw the beauty, the light was too bright
lost in the waves of my thoughts

each hunch was on life support
every breath taken, sigh of hope
food for thought, each idea was a spiritual loaf

cardiac arrest, the departure of the heart
as the body and soul aren't in conjunction
relocate.
to a place where the sun wakes up to a fresh start
dawn kisses dusk to caress a weathered heart
her heart an epitaxy
crystal needles pierce the flash to create art
a procreation of violet pieces an amethyst
re-ignition at the confluence

from irregular patterns,  the beauty leaves the gods in awe
and muted the antichrist
the heart now swings like a pendulum
the rhythm is the silent serenade for the deaf
Written by: McDonald tsiie & Tumelo mogomotsi
 Nov 2017
mel
(allow)ing sudden transition
is (the) Soul-freeing mission
blind the (eyes) of conditions
translate words in(to) vision
beyond looking we (listen)
allow the eyes to listen
 Nov 2017
Traveler
Who is actually legit
Who pretends to fits in
Have you challenged
The authorities
Have you given
Into sin
Have you stuck
To the high road
Proven to be a light
Bared the soul
Bled the fool
Have you given
All your might?

Have you hidden
The darkest part of you
Never mentioning wounds nor plight
Do you write behind
The eyes of shame
And shiver through your night
Do you wear a face
Of happy eye's
Taking comfort
Below your foolish pride  
Would it matter to you
If I were
The Devil in disguise
???
Traveler Tim
Yes, I am a dark Poet
I don't sleep with the light on...
 Nov 2017
Keith Edward Baucum
Lust: The wife of Greed and the mother of Anger.  Lust is a **** and a *******.  Her husband Greed is her ****.  Lust has an affair with Hatred and becomes pregnant.  She gives birth to Anger.  Lust and Envy are best friends.

Greed: The husband of Lust, the older brother of Envy, and the stepfather of Anger.  Greed is Lust's ****.  Greed is a ****, corrupt politician, gangster, and ***** businessman.

Hatred: The father of Anger and Cruelty.  Hatred has an affair with Lust.  She becomes pregnant and gives birth to Anger.  He also has a fling with Envy.  She becomes pregnant and gives birth to Cruelty.  Hatred rapes Love.  Hatred is a terrorist, an assassin, and a cold calculated killer.

Love: The wife of Loyalty, the mother of Kindness, and the older sister of Truth.  Love is a humanitarian and a healer.  Love is ***** by Hatred.

Loyalty: The husband of Love and the father of Kindness.  Loyalty is a soldier and a warrior.  He gets revenge on Hatred for ****** Love.

Kindness: The daughter of Love and Loyalty.  She is the niece of Truth.

Anger: The son of Lust and Hatred, the stepson of Greed, and the half brother of Cruelty.  Anger is best friends with Ignorance.

Cruelty: The daughter of Envy and Hatred.  She is the half sister of Anger.

Envy: The younger sister of Greed and the mother of Cruelty.  Envy has a fling with Hatred and becomes pregnant.  She gives birth to Cruelty.  Envy is best friends with Lust.

Pride: The elected commander who rules over all the sins.

Wisdom: The older brother of  Knowledge and Understanding.  Wisdom is the elected commander who rules over all the virtues.

Darkness: The name of the country where the sins live.

Chaos: The capital city in the country Darkness.

Tranquility: The name of the country where the virtues live.

Glory: The capital city in the country Tranquility.

Written by Keith Edward Baucum.  I need to add more not finished.
 Nov 2017
Traveler
Her eyes are kind her heart is warm
She is a Rose, I am a Thorn
We catch and ride the wild steed
I’m so alive and she’s so free

In the gazebo we dance until early dawn
Our bodies lay naked out on the lawn
Completely fulfilled and finally whole
I have no intention of letting her go

Wheels are turning my heart is yearning
A lust for life subconsciously burning
I breathe too deep and the dream is lost
I start the day with a secret thought

Perhaps she was fictional beyond conclusion
A kaleidoscope of colors, a beautiful delusion
If only to awake and find her near
Instead I sleep and gasp for air...
Traveler Tim
HP 4-15
HP !2-16
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