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Feb 2016 Paul Butters

Isiana Carr-Coleman

Let me write you a symphony.
Let my words ring with
The intricate sound of my beating heart.
While my soul resonates in your ears,
As my music fills you up
Til’ you overflow.

No shame if you hear my soliloquy.
I’ll confess my love to the gods in the sky,
And they will lift me up-
Your hands in mine,
And return the piece of you
That thought I had lost forever

My tears will attest for my love.
My cry will be my shield
Against the truth-
And the pain will linger
On the tips of my fingers
As I gently close my eyes.

Let my song reach the top of the heavens,
And the last note shake the gates of hell
May my aria give solace to the lost souls
So that you may find me
Somewhere between C major
And eternity.

Feb 2016 Paul Butters

I am that star.

Feb 2016 Paul Butters

Sisilia

I am that star.

I am a star that looks upon all at night,
I am a star that is always by itself,
You'll probably know me as the one that doesn't shine as much,
or the one that strays from the 'popular' constellations.
i am a star that gets picked on from the others because i am the smallest, even the man in the moon laughs at me.
But instead of spiting back at them i laugh back....... you wanna know why?
because i am a star that is alone for a reason,
i stray from the constellation because when one burns they all burn,
i am that star that is the smallest but is the most constant star there is,
i am a star that will always be looking out for you from above,
every night,
i am the star that is sometimes out during the day,
the one you tell your secrets too, the one to cherish them
or the star that cries with you, for i am the star that is alone for a reason...
to be a constant reminder that you will always have a friend and that you are not alone..
Yes, I am that star.

#firstpoem #yeahdontknowwhatelsetosay.

Feb 2016 Paul Butters

Which side

Feb 2016 Paul Butters

Sisilia

Which side

I see the devil in me,
Though Sundays oblivious to him.
They say everyone is beautiful,
though looks can be deceiving
Lucifer was once an angel too.
a beautiful one,
But what am i if i'm down here?
If the devil is below me,
and God is above me,
Then what i am?
Who am i?
I sit on the fence although the fence is between both different worlds'
But which side do i sit on?
The devil's or Gods?

#Which side are you on? #Don't answer that. #only if you want...

Feb 2016 Paul Butters

Just Smile

Feb 2016 Paul Butters

Sisilia

Just Smile

'Just smile'- she said to me, just smile
And so i did...For her,
For 6 years my smiles were forever genuine,
For 6 years and only 6 years was i happy to be apart of this world,
For 6 years oh how my smile was genuine.
However, Little did i know that those 6 years were only a tease of happiness,
Little did i know that my genuineness was to be replaced with a cold façade.
6 years gone in a blink within only a night.
When 'he' came in and took my innocence with him,
'Just smile' she said just smile.
And so i did. For her
12 years i stand here smiling without emotion,
12 years i stand here smiling without the women who had given me such a demand,
12 years i stand here smiling when she never stood by her own words,
12 years i stand here hurting,
6 years stolen and never returned
12 years of keeping a constant, hard façade,
Praying for a change in the future years,
For i still stand here smiling, yes i'm just smiling.......
For me.

#Smile a genuine smile. #for yourself

Feb 2016 Paul Butters

The Throne Lust

Feb 2016 Paul Butters

Pranoot Hatwar

The Throne Lust

Trails are being rubbed,
New bridges are built.
Garden are full
Of fake plants without roots.

Voids of the past,
Being tried to heal,
Swords are polished,
Swords of steel.

Shields are up,
Guards are out,
Its planned and being done,
not so loud.

Yeah its fake,
So disturbed I was ,
So, I tried to figure,
The reason the cause.

Its Amongst them all,
The blacks and the reds,
And All is being done,
To be ace of spades

Feb 2016 Paul Butters

Spaces

Feb 2016 Paul Butters

Shruti Atri

Spaces

There is a deep space
In the corners of our minds,
Where our hearts dwell,
Solemnly, and in silence.
Patiently, the stillness draws closer,
The feeling recedes,
As all awareness is numbed.

The quietness takes hold,
We are asleep
And alone,
All on our own;
And we meet ourselves,
See what we've never known--
The darkness inside
That gives way to the light,
That shines from within us,
Like moonlight slowly caressing
The earth,
Consoling it,
To not fear the darkness
Of space.

We awaken then
To realize,
What we hold within us,
The energy,
The positivity,
To overcome,
To strive forward
And move on the path
That would lead
Simple beings like us
To *greatness...

#space #strength #mind #positivity #greatness #placesofretreat #solitudevsloneliness

Feb 2016 Paul Butters

seascape

Feb 2016 Paul Butters

chimaera

seascape

in my homeland,
the fishermen widows
salt their hearts
and hang them to dry.

in my homeland,
they say there is a cliff
where the moon gives
birth to the ******

and where the wind
whispers and howls
until the sails
get lost in the far.

7.2.16

Feb 2016 Paul Butters

THE FEACES

Feb 2016 Paul Butters

Ekemini Nelson

THE FEACES

After defecating
no tissue to wipe
our buttocks
no dry leaves to clean
our hands
no water to wash our
body
the government promised
the tissue

But their promise is christ
second coming
thousand years elapse
no sign of fullfilment
flies feast on our feaces
gurnor chased away

The air is Carbon (iv) Oxide
feaces taint it
when is the true Messaiah
coming?
Perhaps! God is the answer
the mother hen will protect
her children against the hawk

At dawn
the dogs swallowed
our feaces,leaked our hands
The answer is God