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 Apr 2016
john shai
Slither slither
Come hither
From castle to castle
We fear and hustle

Every house a fortress
Lock the gates at day
Everyone wants your money
Responsible for the poor

Buy socks from a street vendor
At an extravagant price
Save money at the supermarket
Because really your budget is tight

Give cigarettes to the druggies
At every traffic light
Give what you have left over
To charity; rids you of guilt

But the oraters in the halls
Of politics say you are the reason
You are the cause
The poor MUST commit treason
 Apr 2016
Mica Kluge
I feel like I'm just watching life,
Like an ocean trapped within a picture frame.
Then, there are those sometimes
When the sea breaks free of its frame
And swallows me whole.
 Apr 2016
Traveler
Post for me
A loveless poem
In the key forgotten
And forever alone
In a cadence of disaster
Innocence expunged
Post for me your
Most Dejected one

Post for me
A loveless poem
All your darkness
Carved in stone
Broadcast live
The sins denied
From the dark place
Where you hide

Let loose now
Your nobody knows
Your most shameless roll
Your damaged soul
Post for me
Your loveless poem
I swear to you
I'll forgive us both...
 Apr 2016
wordvango
What a fool I was , undignified
to light one up at the funeral,
the mourners gasped, as I blew you that
one last shotgun , as I promised you
I would that day we met in April
1967 at the love-in
on the hill the new rock bands playing
songs of peace and love so beautiful
the flowers and  kisses being gave
out so freely and we got so high
promised if you died I'd give you one
last shotgun to take you smiling out
to wherever it is ole' hippies
go
 Apr 2016
Dark n Beautiful
My soul has been ****** dry,
due to the rising body temperature,
This drove me to speak in tongues

I close my eyes and I drift deep into a bed of jelly
as my heart called out your name,
My body became lifeless
and we become one with our feelings.
 Apr 2016
d
It is a passed down trait;
An inherent gene.
You are weak.
Every square foot of her body teaches her.
Nature has taught her physiological function
is equal to psychological conditioning.
The most complex ***** in her body
disciplines her into fear.
Her fear manifests into her hands,
trembling with insecurity.
Her unwavering quivering builds into her shoulders.
Her shoulders hold tension, thus affecting her posture.
Her appearance renders her vulnerable
and the holy place between her legs
becomes saturated with pain.
Whether by false hand, or natural purpose,
pain becomes her.
This lesson alone teaches her feet the importance of urgency.
A tool meant for grounding quickly learns to run.
Urgency seeks comfort,
a comfort found in an ache.
Relief is found across her skin.
Her guilt travels from her arms into her stomach.
A sinking feeling, heavy and haunting.
Her guilt transgresses into anger,
her heart circulates blood and rage.
Her shame finds a home along her thighs;
a place she will keep hidden.
Secrecy desperately looks for security in which
is born in her own embrace.
Safety is found when she wraps her arms around herself
returning back again to the familiar position she was created in.
Safety in the womb, safety in the fetal position.
Her cycle repeats in rapid succession,
never slowing,
forever spinning.
This is habituation.
This is her burden.
This is what her body has taught her.
#women #body #habituation
 Apr 2016
Adele
I, sometimes think,
I am wasting my time for nothing.
It is running and I'm not moving.
The world revolves,
people evolve
They told me to find my place,
and I'm still here on the same spot.
I don't know what to do.
What I see are them walking on fast forward
and I will always be on a slow motion.
 Apr 2016
Dr Strange
Puff puff pass

I wanted to be cool so I gave it everything I had
Only to realize that the cost to be cool was a heavy mass
Now look at me,
The ******* in the grass
Over here trying to pull miracles out his ***
Scrapping up loose change to buy some new crack *******
Trying to get a quick fix from the ***** with the new mix
Whispering in everybody's ears
"I'll **** your **** for a quick lick"
Literally doing something strange for some change
Look how pathetic I became

Puff Puff pass*

sigh

Can't you tell,
I sold my soul that day
Now here I lay under the Sun's ray
Burning away
Hoping I'll leave this world in a peaceful way
All while knowing I wasn't cool that day

In fact,

I was nothing more than a fool wouldn't you say
One should never sell who they are to be something else.
 Apr 2016
Megan H
It only takes a split second
We are not invincible
Fate decides
The turns we take
The bad moments to look at our phones
Fate decides
Whether we see tomorrow's sunrise.
See our family one last time.

A young life taken
A mother is shaken
My eyes have opened
It could have been me
It could have been any of us.
But 18 years young
Lost to the world
Because
Fate decides.
I just got word that a guy I've known since preschool passed away today in a car accident. Prayers to his family. He was only 18 years old with an entire life ahead of him.
 Apr 2016
Megan H
The calendar hasn't changed it's page
In 5 years.
It's hanging on the wall upstairs
Stuck on February 2011
It's too sad to turn the page
Because you were always the one to do it,
Until the day you died
In February 2011.
True Story.
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