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nico papayiannis Feb 2016
PEOPLE  ON EARTH MOVE SLOWLY

PASSION OF EMOTIONS ****** SERENITY

PRETENTIOUS OBSTRUCTIVE ESOTERIC  MALICIOUS SLANDER

PHILOSOPHICALLY OUR EGO MANIPULATES SPIRITS

PICTURES OF EVANGELICAL MESSENGERS SWEARING

POSSIBILITIES OF EXCITEMENT MAY SWERVE
nico papayiannis Feb 2016
As my  sister escapes so shall my heart run free with her
My thoughts, they mirror her madness  and my plight is to offset her world of torture
She thinks far away on another plain
Into societies brackets she fits, some call her insane
How it could have been if not for a genetic malfunction
Forever stood still now, unable to cross the junction
Frustration and anger as life passes her by
I would take all she has so she could one day fly
As kids we would play and i would hear some nasty words that some nasty people would say
****** spastic unwanted freak
But I have always shown empathy for those ignorant and blind, pathetic and meek
She is such a massive part of me and I hope that I am for her
Each day I live with her inflictions
Together we shall overcome lifes restrictions
Thankful to her to be who I am and where I stand
The mist becomes less of a blur holding tight onto my darling sister's hand
She inspires me
She fires me
My sister, my life
nico papayiannis Feb 2016
Let the grief that washed over you, be the cleansing of your soul,
though it may have ripped out your heart, embrace and move on,
help to fill another hole

All those years you cried
always felt denied,
time to just let go
and let the serenity simply free-flow.
Impossible to carry
a weight so destructive
a journey any further
would be so unproductive

To follow in footsteps where confusion does rule
is to endorse the pain of the fact that for so long you have been a fool
Emotions run deep, and it is here we keep
the illusion of our ignorance
the result of our sufferance

We all have our demons, our closeted ghosts,
fragments of our imagination that have been our host.
The battle that rages from within
let it be nothing more than a diminishing din

Away from the shores of false comforts and preposterous preconception,
there is a land of wonder, peace and emancipation
you may never forget, you may never forgive
but with  animosity and an emotional monstrosity,
a way to never truly live.
Come to terms with an acceptance that all cannot be how you want it to be
open your eyes and be amazed at what your heart can so lovingly see
nico papayiannis Feb 2016
I am not really sure
What I am actually here for
I know its not to sing and dance
Or put you all into a trance
I know I've got words
And they must fly from the nest
But what to do or say
I never know what's best
Maybe sit maybe stand
But always at hand
Something to write and say
How I sometimes see our day to day
How my nerve endings react how I feel
When nothing seems quite real
nico papayiannis Feb 2016
I sometimes curse the day I was born
as from this life we all are torn.
As quick as an eye
does easily blink
so there shall be
nothing to think.
So I will indulge
my experience will bulge
till it bursts at the seams,
no time for those unfathomable dreams.
Our bodies tire
as we live to expire
holding on to the inspiration
of our memories,
and no matter what
whether you have or have not
the last post will sound
when it does please
nico papayiannis Feb 2016
Please please
I am on my knees

How can we
Cure this disease

The dishonesty
The disruption

A volatile society
Close to eruption

Fed by the politics
Of manipulation
And mass corruption

Please please
I am on my bleeding
Broken knees

Our heads in the noose
The crazy and dangerous
They are on the loose
nico papayiannis Feb 2016
Again, tonight I occupy a lonely and cold corner of the bed.
So many heart felt memories for so many years,
But as cruel as the winter wind,
the love
the affection
the prolonged attention,
have brought with them an unwelcoming splinter of animosity.
It is with love that you wield the sword
your powerful beauty has me floored,
shaking in my skin, afraid of the outside.
Thoughts of others, laid to rest,
burdens lay heavy upon my chest
no more to sleep, just laying awake
awaiting the battle,
the battle of another day with its silent scream.
The cold distance demands
my arrow has been shot down
sweet goodnights are now no more
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