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Ikimi Festus Jul 22
Too late,
Young worlds chanted for the antichrist
They held not the teaching of the Elders.
Hopeless after the news at nine,
impossible not to feel lost
For young minds got their own bad news.
Young worlds opt for denial and ignore the reporter, they ignore the warnings of the prophets so
Young promises are dying as depression bigot suicide,
The harvest of ignorance as stupidity keeps trending.
Endtime our excuse,
Armageddon just touch down.
Men of high told the young minds that Eduction is the key
Yet young world's know not that life and wealth is unattainable with man's currency.
Young souls in showglass with a display price,
Young minds now slaves to socialising,
The fear of loneliness the virus of the mind.
Men on high ground pick and choose what's equal
And de-clear What's good and what's evil, the rule of law so as to keep young world in line.
The circle is unbroken
Gender equality they scream
The clock is ticking
Our power source is watching from above.
  Jul 19 Ikimi Festus
Josh Cooper
I see the moonlight in your face reigning...
And Werewolves in me are howling.
My cursed virtues shape-shift to demons.
Hellen...
If daddy hadn't hit mum's face.
Should he have played the guitar for her like in movies.
Maybe I could have found a meaning in you.  
For now, wearing his shoes hurts both of us.  
Flee from me, Hellen.
  Jul 19 Ikimi Festus
Josh Cooper
Angel, let me touch the darkness...                   
And melt it away with the glow of your kiss.
Make me tell the taste of silence from the moan codes between our sweaty radiating skins.
Kamasultra...
Watch me surrender.
Task me to lay description of your climaxed inclinations and intentions.
Let your hip-bends damage my innocence and fuse deep in my memory.
What insight
to a mind
do you seek?

Or is it the simple
beauty of
a sound

Does this
bring
you round?

Or versus
what / in
your mind

Do you
live
to opine

this small
effort's
value in time

and this
you should
know

is always
a slow
dance

always a dance
rather
i swallow slower

being nearer
to what's in
hear waiting
  Jul 12 Ikimi Festus
Blckstr
If you could read my mind,
You’d see a thousand papers
Filled with broken poetries
And deadbeat proses
Full of woeful verses
With mournful pieces
Of unfinished stories
That are yet to be written
And failed to be spoken;
If you could read my mind,
You’d hear horrible screams
And earsplitting weeps
From shattered dreams,
Kept in a nasty notepad,
Scribbled on a bed
Of bloodstained words,
Ringing in my head.
If you could read my mind,
You’d see the shadows
That lurk within me;
You’d hear the bellows,
Screeching the words
“I’m tired,”
“I’m a failure,”
“I’m stupid –”
I know it sounds stupid,
It’s pathetically foolish
And seems too *******.
If you could read my mind,
You’d feel the tears
I had ever failed to cry;
You’d see the people
That make the weak weaker;
You’d see the monsters
That consume my head;
You’d hear the hollers
That failed to be freed;
You’d see the heart
That still bleeds and bleeds.
If you could read my mind,
You’d see the face
I’ve failed to show back then,
The face I’ve faked back then.
If you could read my mind,
You’d see a character
I had ever failed to become
If you could read my mind,
You’d be able to read
A book you never wished
To touch and read,
But sometimes I still wish
Someone could read my mind.
  Jul 12 Ikimi Festus
T R S
I have wishes to grant,
Stories to finish.
Dreams that are still waiting to come true.

I have nothing.

I have jokes with no punchline
No breath to breathe into my proteges,
Nothing to give to my lovers.

Bread and bridles debriding spittle
and little glass lentils made of starch and silica salt.

Bent
Tilted
Wrended and upended on a layer of greasy catfish.
I wish I were so slimy
And licked about with my whiskers out of me.

My meaty barbels are my eyes when I can't see.
  Jul 12 Ikimi Festus
JaxSpade
If i had your hand
If i had your endless kiss
If i wasnt such a buffoon

I'd have a sunny afternoon

If i had your love
If i had this dance
If i hadn't blown my chance

If i had your smile
If i had your embrace
If i wasn't such a goon

I'd have a sunny afternoon

If i had your desire
If i had your eyes
If i wouldn't have let love die

If i still had you
Under my moon

I'd have a sunny afternoon
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