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 Jun 2014 Mr X
Morrissey Smith
Youths, the sight of thy pants menacingly looming over the waistband of your ill fitting trousers doth not fill my heart with joy this fine afternoon.

Nor doth the stench of your rancid marijuana which oozes from your pores and combines with your ever present lynx masked body odour.

I see you stroll with all the grace of a strategically shaved ape,
as you migrate with your "Fam" to linger like wastrels outside the Spar in the hope of cheap cider, stolen smokes and easy girls...
And I wonder at the devoid nature of our future while it rests on your rounded, work shy, knuckle dragging shoulders.
I fear the brush thats tars us all.
I hate youths... I'm 16... don't believe the hype.
 Jun 2014 Mr X
Heliza Rose
Upon an honest mans grave they danced and joked

Upon an honest mans grave they sighed and smoked

Upon an honest mans grave they drank their wine

Upon an honest mans grave they did their line

Upon an honest mans grave they told some lies

Upon an honest mans grave they howled and cried

Upon an honest mans grave their life became so bleak

Upon an honest mans grace they were too dead to speak
In what hidden pain
says he

*I'll never love again.
it hurts when someone close to me says this. his heart still must be carrying ashes of broken love.
 Jun 2014 Mr X
Jayanta
There are two images
On the wall of the room
Where I live in;

One is ‘Gandhi’ on his way to Dandi
Another is of a ‘****’ with his gun,
In between the images there is a
Sprawling spider web,
Networking peace with warfare
Or warfare  with peace!

My soul mate said  
“Spider web trying to network
Post-modern peace with humanity & masculinity
So, that everyone agrees to it before deconstruction
out of trepidation.”
 Jun 2014 Mr X
Jayanta
Bathou Bwrai
 Jun 2014 Mr X
Jayanta
You are invincible,
You are vigour of nature
You are all-pervading
Fire cannot glow you
Water cannot humidify you
Air cannot parched you
Assegai can’t engrave you
You elucidate our world
You point up way to our life
You are the source of our
Knowledge and happiness
You bequeath on us the lot
We need in this world
You are our Bathou Bwrai!
Our ultimate soul!
Bathou Bwrai- are two words from Bodo language. Bodo are the inhabitant of Assam. They have rich cultural and economic traditions.
Bathou - Ba means five and thou mean “deep philosophical thought”; Bwrai- the oldest or most elderly man in power and knowledge. The five elements are- Bar (Air), San (Sun), Ha (Earth) and Okhrang (Sky). Hence, Bathou means five principles.
The traditional religion of the Bodos is called Bathou which has been practiced since time immemorial. This religion is invariably linked up with and centre around the worship of Bathoubwrai, the supreme god of the Bodos. Hence it is known as Bathou religion. In Bathou religion, the Sijou plant (Euphorbia splendens) has been widely accepted as the symbol of life or soul .
 Jun 2014 Mr X
Lauren
rising waters
 Jun 2014 Mr X
Lauren
You are in each tear that traces the familiar path down my face to the ground beneath me

Slowly the water rises
drowning me and leaving me completely emersed in your being.
 Jun 2014 Mr X
Taylor Cuomo
Cancer
 Jun 2014 Mr X
Taylor Cuomo
Illness
Sickness
Disease
Lets not sugarcoat the truth

Curse
Life Ruiner
Murderer
That is more like it

Cancer had found it's way
and planted a home
Right. In. My. Mothers. Throat.

Putting a hold on her life
on my fathers
my grandmothers
my brothers
mine.

Now out of her throat
and out of her life
she struggles with recovery
and is left to pick up the pieces
this heartless, cruel, monster
has left behind.

Cancer had finally found a new home
my home

Because even when it is gone..
It is never really gone.
My mom is my inspiration and I wish things would get easier.
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