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Poet kiri Oct 2015
It's said
That a picture is worth
A thousand words
Yet today
A glimpse of life
Writes  a
Series  of novels

The word impossible
Lacks an existence
For we have done
it possible the unbelievable

Bringing hell
Upon Heaven
Yet still
Bare to live in it

Humanity is a failed
Experiment in this scientific lab
Where we going as the end gets closer
The truth is set to put us on the wrong
In a time like know
We  need the key to freedom
Not only choose a new destiny
But one for our home
Stop searching
The answer is in front of you
Have a glimpse
And listen to the
Voices of the poetic mirror

You can't ******* a giant
With a vision, is a plan

If dreams are delivered by
Passing comets
There worth a wish
We grant ourselves
Yet prosper to make them valid

To be  seen is
You looking in the mirror
To be  felt is
Facing the world head on.


©Hansmind, 2015
Hey guys it been a while since i posted but i am back.
Thanks for the continuous support with the posted poems already.
This poem is part of my collection STATUS RATED .
(which i recently completed).
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#STATUS RATED R.
Poet kiri Aug 2015
PART TWO:

Open your eyes it's much safer
Before walking to a ditch deep
As the depth of hell
The world is not a horror
It is for we make it one
Put on your torches
And light your way out


The smallest of situations
Lead us to fear
Back to the dark
And in the ditch we go

Each lesson is a mark
And step to mature
The needle and thread
Never mends the broken heart
The pieces missing do
Put back to their spaces

That whistle endless with the wind
As it passes swiftly through
Judging us as heartless
And empty bottle *******

Ignorance and neglect we walk with
As for we cannot see it
For we refuse to open our eyes
Neither follow the light
At the end of the dark
Out of the fear
Of failure and understanding
Of the misjudged world

Hard to accept the truth
From the ones who see
In the dark we build a
World of imagination
Only to find we cannot
Co-op with the world
As our corpses
Are closed into darkness
For an eternity
Unable to fight out of the dark
As the light fades away
And wish we grabbed the chance
To success

A WISE WORD TO THE WORLD I SAY.....TO LISTEN

©Hansmind, 2015
PART TWO  as promised. a continuation of part one. Plus a special thanks to all viewers and enjoy the poem and Thank you.
Poet kiri Aug 2015
PART ONE;

United we should stand
Up and down
The top peak of the hills
Under  the deep blue seas and oceans.
A WISE WORD TO THE WORLD I SAY.....TO LISTEN

Lets open our eyes
Followers we have become
Morals we lack
Even the blind have a strong stand to live by,
United we should be
A  chance of change and support
The bright light is the key to our success
Oh close it is  from our reach
The right choice at our control
Clearly we will see.

REFRAIN :verse one

Divided amongst ourselves,
War we create amongst ourselves,
The innocent suffer in fear
To an agreement should we come
For the peace we cry for daily
Our minds we can control
Lost they are in the misleading
Lacking the creativity and brilliance
To build a better world of peace.

REFRAIN :

Lead by the unwanted in society,
Corrupt we let rule our lives  
The  right and brilliant we reject
For  the truth we all refuse to accept
But live a life of lies and torment
Hardworking we all will be and can
shortcuts we run for to succeed
Only to regret the consequences in the future
We corrupt our future
Refuse to a change
For the morals and civilization of the civilized
We need to build.

REFRAIN :

©Hansmind, 2015
#AWISEWORDTOTHEWORLD I SAY.....TO LISTEN.
Thank You and enjoy.
Part two coming soon.
Stay turned.
Poet kiri Aug 2015
Trust
Always a wish I dreamed of
From my birth to death and soul
With only one lie changing everything
In a blink of an eye
For the wind to blow it
Away into the strong and fierce plains
Full of trees and wonders
Leaving me searching and wondering
How to regain my trust
Until then they would never believe me
Even though I say the truth.


A WISE WORD TO THE WORLD I SAY.....TO LISTEN.

©Hansmind, 2015
My first ever poem.
The beginning of history as it is now.
THANK YOU AND ENJOY.
Poet kiri Jul 2015
I quote a quote
That puts price on freedom,
Ever wondered
If words had a price
Would nonsense be affordable,
Or either be a
World of critics?


The world changes
Day by day to it we owe a debt
In life we have a price tag
All at the stack to numerous
Qualities.



The window of opportunity no Longer exist,
Opportunities lack in the mist
That many only dare to explore,
To survive we live
To read between the line.


There's a catch to life
In this second hand world
Were we live to die by the trend,
Yet nothing works to perfections.


That a ***** little secret
Is much sweeter
Than the TRUE value of words.


We're eating from a tipped table
To succeed an accomplishment
Is worth nothing,
Unless they are accomplishments
Whereas we barely get anything
Of our sweet fruits of success
Devoured by the greedy,
Yet they struggle to get in touch with reality.


In this world
Much can get you by
A quote of inspiration,
A valid dream,
Or the billions of wars  
We fight in a day to
Come out victories either  
Defeated.


It’s a cruel world but,
Yet we have to remember


I quote a quote
“Nobody cares what you have to say
Unless it important"
Yet nobody cares what you do
Unless you’re making a change
In their lives and the world.


BY; POET KIRI
STATUS RATED ®.

©Hansmind, 2015
Special thanks all those 233 viewer of "NO LONGER ABIDE Y THE BELL" appreciate it.
kindly enjoy this poem that was my first spoken word piece in to a delegate of CAFOD during their meeting. :)
Thank you again.
Poet kiri Jul 2015
In and out many walk
Change with time
Distant we grow
Closer we brought the loyal

At the end we are
The finish line we see
Along way have we all come
From the start as it is known

Young we were
The days were joyful
Not much was to be worried
Soft laughter surrounded
Oh happy were we for this new stage of life
Although small did we grow to the giants we are now

Many were lost and busy losing
As the bell tormented
As the clock had began ticking
Serious up and down we ran
Abiding to the sound  of the bell
As we held our future at stake

In love did some fall
Only to find themselves  in a ditch
The bright were ruthless
For their competition is endless
Only the shortest faint of  laughter filled the air

Mature we are now
Gathered with experience
From a far the finish we see
As we share memories
Of our past days
Funny they were
Depressing they grew
As we wish to relive the moments
With our fallen soldiers

A hand we lend
To those we care for
And lost in society
For the finish is close
Giving up is not an option

Encouraged amongst ourselves
Our friends of loyalty stand beside us
As we stick together till the end
Abiding by the bell we are not
For we prepare for the future
And the greater bell awaiting

Engrossed in our books
Knowledge we acquire
As we take the final step
The clock is ticking faster
The serious and senior we are
The schoolies we have become

The future we plan
Oh bright it all looks to some
The fun that awaits
And the hardship of the harsh world
Success is what we all look toward
For the best of wishes to others

As we cross the finish line
To the start of another race
No longer do we abide by the bell
That tormented us for an eternity.

©Hansmind, 2015
#A wise word to the world (I say / to listen).
THANK YOU  and enjoy :).
Poet kiri Jul 2015
Am not just saying
But sharing .

I share a reason
With one
And many
A similarity
With those whom
Understand / understood.

Patience has a measuring
That can get you drunk
Within this cup,
Thus mugged along the rims
Of the stars you see now
In a parallel world
not much a far.

That the silence
Whistles a song
To the wind,
In a room
Barren of life.

Another round
Waiter, waiter
A-weight  my order.

Am getting tipsy
As a song plays back
My I-tunes
I don’t play around with numbers
As nine, eight, seven
Fear ran along
The murderous number line
Revenge was 7 (seven) letters exact.

As My measuring cup
Was to full too
Rely on a detective ,
As human rights laughed away a pun
The digits playing with us now
As the digits kicked up cost of death to the human race.

Am still in a pickle
About the one
After one short year
I fell ill/short of perfection,
So I thank a sin
For as  culture needed a place
In the universe to settle
For the decade.

Waiter,
A-weight  the
Burden of the cups
Full of tips,
Yet mine tips
On the edge of the margin

To the likes
Of inspiration,
They too have lived
On the top of the
Edge balancing a-weight.

©Hansmind, 2015
It is a poem that is part of my poem collection STATUS RATED R.
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