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 Apr 2018
Born
Desires got me losing myself
what I once deemed as principles
are thrown out the window
Slowing gambling my soul
As a means to an end

But still
This question pounds on me ruthlessly
What does it profit a man  
to gain the entire world and lose himself?
 Apr 2018
Born
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Never trust
Few are loyal
Fewer are honest
 Apr 2018
Born
Sometimes writing poetry
is all we've got
Exclaiming our feelings with words
Is all we've got
Fighting for change with words
Is all we've got

Sometimes arming ourselves with haikus
Is all we've got
Exploding bitter pills with prose
is all we've got
Soothing our scorching wounds with sonnets
Is all we've got
Asking for mercy, love, unity and peace in repetition
Is all we've got

Sometimes writing poetry for you
Is all he's got
With every stanza he wrote, he bought a Ferrari
with every rhyme she wrote, she bought you a mansion
because
that's all he's got

So dream

Pray

Shout

Love

With words
because
that's all we've got
 Apr 2018
Born
Walking on the badlands
secluded darkest part if this planet
My heart melts, as I relay this dreaded tale

She crawls with a dwindling hope
Her worn out feet couldn't carry her any longer
HELP ME, she says
With a fainting voice, low parched and raspy  
that's dying from existence.
but the society dares not to blink
From the mare that stares with great fright

She drags her feeble legs
Holding on to chair next to her
While attempting to stand up
Trading her life for mercy
RESPECT ME, she yells
Am I not a human being
for without my womb
Would any if you exist.
A man paused
and paradoxically stared at her
with unquenched thought  of great irate
"what is this thing doing here?"
A glimpse of what women of today go through.
 Apr 2018
LERCH
Aint no love.
I have just been making love.
& now i realize, i have just been wasting time.

Don't be a nice guy.
Be a wise guy.

Every wise guy knows
You get what you give.

Every wise guy knows
LOVE THY NEIGHBOR

Ah !
 Apr 2018
Star BG
I write as pen becomes brush painting
visions with stardust energies.
Words twinkle unseen to naked eye
but inviting all the same.
Verses coagulate in bloodstream
as if cells are words
destined for heart.

I write within fields of sunflowers
and below gray skies.

With intention to launch
a rocket ship of thoughts

After all I am a wandering sage poet,
meant to anoint the world with verse.
Inspired by Mercedes
 Apr 2018
Rae
Heart broken
wounds open
words left unspoken

head pounding
heart ache hounding
tissues mounding

go NO stay
please come play?
Let me see your insides
lets see where the pain hides
take down your confines

I am a child again craving his approval
watching my hearts removal
all the whilst his face scrunched in reproval

am I ugly on the inside too?

Thoughts racing
pain facing
its okay babe but this may sting

cutting deeper, oh god whats left
you've taken it all my heart, my life, my breath

just a little more princess
dont stress
the way I make you feel in between shall repress

all the times you said goodbye
all the lows but never the highs

ill make you feel new again
dont fight me, its all in vein
I promise this one last cut and no more pain!
 Apr 2018
Caitie
3am.
The street lights burn dim.
Seldom a soul appears.
But the walk is refreshing.
Crisp air, a feeling of content.
How quiet.
Your thoughts shout through your head,
and the breakdown
in the middle of the road.
Screams that no one can hear.
A silence no one can bear.
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