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nate1990 Feb 2016
What do you want now
doorknocker?
Is my soul a seed
that which you'd like to take?
I know you come by
to shuffle your guilt
You promise me sufferings
from the grips of your gods hand.
Enter my household
Enter my house *****
Your words
they will leave you
Your words
they will not help
Behind enemy lines
I want your death
Stabbing, killing you flatline.
I know your name
Jehova, why do you run from me
I wish to give you pain
Visit me
Don't darken my door Jehovas witness.
Unless you wish to see your god
  Feb 2016 nate1990
nico papayiannis
Politics of power politics of greed, politics we don't really need
Words with no meaning, words of war, words to exasperate all the wrongs of before
Men in bowler hats from higher degrees of education, Suffragettes in suits with their posh procrastinations
Radicalised preachers disguised as primary school teachers, morals and values that have no worth, morals and values to discolour our earth
Politicians with a fame fascination, politicians on their own inert instruction
Politics of verbal constipation, designed in a way you will never comprehend, politics of corruption and manipulation,  politics to make your thoughts unlawfully twist and bend
Politics that so easily steal from a dying hand, politics that allows our old to die where they stand
The politicians expense account, this just helps the animosity amount, our money, our stability our very existence, put to one side and dealt with the utmost of contempt if you offer up any form of resistance
Politics of minorities who the majority doesn't want or need and should rightfully and respectfully be abolished, when you look at our world  our people, and how they suffer, the responsibility lays firmly at their feet for with their megalomaniac ways , our world they have tarnished
I personally do not vote, how can I, when all they do is lie, I'm sure in-between, this cataclysmic scene, someone has the heart, the integrity and honour to want to serve the people of their nation, but I guess , like the rest , they'll accept their payout, sign on a dotted line, and never scream, never shout
nate1990 Feb 2016
If only it was easy
To peer inside the mind
And find a bench of solitude
Beneath a darkened sky

Where hopes and dreams
And all desires
Flourish upon the dawn
A place to gaze
And fellowship
Where nothing can go wrong.

If only I had courage
To venture on my own
A journey into mind
Can daunt a failing tone.

Oh mind can you hear me!
I'm calling in the dark
Hear me, hear me
Hear me now
I'm willing to embark

No guiding hands
To share this struggle
The echos of my cry
My mind has left me lost again
For that was it's reply

I Press my lips upon the pane
Of windows to the mind
Fog up the glass
And leave a note-
to try and **** some time.

"You were here, but now your gone,
I'll wait for your return. I cannot help to think about what my thoughts may learn"

The message quickly dissapeared
And left a haunting trace
A Reflection scattered in the mist
My hands now hold my face.

In shadows will I wait
for daylights guiding view
For now I'll watch upon the past
It's all that I can do.
  Feb 2016 nate1990
Poetic T
Insanity
                               Is
Leaving
                                                      The
            Latch
Swigging

                                                               ­          Inside
           Your


Minds
                                                         Door.....
nate1990 Feb 2016
Life always seems to surprise me
When your up-
Your only half way up
When your down-
There's more to go!
Get a grip
End this ****
Stick a shovel in the ground
And dig. my. grave.
Before it's to late
A prisoner of self entrapping thoughts
I can't be held responsible-
for all the time that we've lost.
Finish it- Dig my grave
Finish me- dig my grave
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