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 Aug 2014 S Smoothie
Hiba Samad
They call it war of peace,
Yet the pebbles on the road shudder with violence,

They call it war of solutions,
Yet people are running out of options,

Less a neighbourhood everyday,
Less a family every hour,

The call it the war for second chances,
Yet the brushes of bruises never dissapear,

They call it a war of retribution,
Yet this is nothing but false accusation,

They call it a war of victory,
Yet time is drowning in misery,

They call it war of overcoming fears,
Yet dread thickens our atmosphere;
nightmare, now inevitable future,

They call it a war for another sunrise,
Yet the blood on lillies  seems to thicken,

They call it a war of success,
Oh please; tell that to the oppressed
Its been around a month. Whats happening in Gaza needs to stop. Innocent kid's throats being ripped out by Israeli soldiers? **** considered as war tactic?
 Aug 2014 S Smoothie
Poetic T
Resentment devours
The essence emptied now hollow
Till there's only a shell.
a third party
oft brings and end
to a budding
romance
tearing the other woman
down
with her not so nice
parlance

one suspected
she was scheming
against me
she'd been telling
my man
to be well shod of me

he took notice
of her every utterance
she put her devious knife
into my back
to derail any love we'd share
down the track

that most vile woman
will regret
what she's been saying
as I'll be letting her husband
know of the games
she's been playing

one man isn't
quite enough
for her voracious appetite
she's got to take
another woman's man
to satisfy her spite
 Aug 2014 S Smoothie
Francisco DH
My soul
is it just a collage of many experiences bound within a host
And death of the host releases this collage until it is reborn?
Some believe that we are reincarnated and at the moment I am inclined to believe them.
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