It has started
and the end
is closely following
and dive in
the finish line
all that we become
it slowly dawns
the dust will settle
as it ceases.
Changing a habit of a life time.
This epidemic of hestera
has got people
Making impulsive decisions
Plays a strong part in how we react
Often without thought
we can't think straight
We rush to protect our own and don't consider others .
Sometimes it's done maliciously
others times impulsively.
So try to stay calm
Think before you act.
Less the consequences be fatal.
good poetry, good poets:
you are all so o v e r confident
“ceaseless, your poetry will never cease”
but the heart, the engine, the brain,
even the decrepitating body,
gives many visible warnings,
we can be done in so easily,
we can be seized.
by a tick bite, the sugar’s refusal to convert,
the minor cuts, that take months to heal,
everything small as dangerous as an artery blockage,
a single cell of an illegitimate growth,
the small easy, too purposefully ignore,
but that does not mean no registration
this, then, about me and a bud of a free-thee-well
I bask in the glory
Radiated from the sun
The heat works to encompass me
In its loving embrace
Shining over the earth
Dropping and raising petals
Never ceasing to exist
There were gods named after her, after all.
i dont know what im doing?????? im tired but i haven't posted here in a while
the sun is good, the sun is gREAAAAAAAT,,,,
shoot me with the words of yours
oh, you can't ?
was it a fair ceasefire because it is hurtful
or it was out of pity ?
don't worry, i'm okay.
You could die today or tomorrow.
The chance is real no matter the sorrow.
Have you given out to the point of peace,
Knowing very well your own life will cease?
Your eyes that read and ears that listen
Will one day have fulfilled their mission.
But you don't know that hour or time.
All you know is that you cannot rewind.
The freedom is in what you say and do
Inside this moment that forever is new.
Your breath is running out, so don't be shy.
Love people, for that is what never runs dry.
Written 31 October 2018
you're a writer
when the typing
inside your head
You've got personality
Quick! spit it out! its a piece of
Assiduous construction most randomly evolved
For most of us the winds
Society and family billow the i
Flapping noise we think is voluntary
Why else do we do it? AVALANCHE!!!
Answers pouring down from heaven
Pelting like hail stones
Not one word valid
Unless you grabbed scrutinized
Swallowed processed absorbed
Into the constellation house
Burning forever circle burn forever
Till cause effect unborn no this no that
All coming together will cease
as I see the reality
when fantasy tastes
too sugary sweet.
Not meant to be
Means nothing to me
I am unpersonified,
A bounty on every breath
I ceased to exist
At 5 months conceived
I was born a miscarriage,
A mistake, a not meant to be
Fate has no ties,
No threads to weave
Im a mess up in the
Even god seeks my death
To take back what's not mine
Defiant, deviant, I don't abide
My life is not forfeit
Unbound, unbalanced, unknown
I fight for the right to LIVE.