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M Harris Mar 2017
Silent Killer,
A Predator’s Smile,
A Guise Engulfed In Disguise,
A Child of Immaculate Torment,
Her Diamond Lies, Insidiously Advent.

Lost In Her Radiations,
Trapped In Her Demented Seductions,
Fenced By Her Hype,
Immersed In Her Gripe.

As The Clicker Goes Down,
The Ideals Start To Facedown,
As I Cauterize In Her Suicides,
Ashes Divide,
Weeping For Absolution,
Filled With Consternation,

Her Angel Eye’s Smirk, As I Charred Alive,
Screams Slowly Vanishing In Void,
Devoid Dismantled,
Lured By Her Lust,
Transcending To Dust....

- 03:07AM
Àŧùl Feb 2017
The right eye I avoid blinkin',
There is a new irritant therein,
But harmless compared to the killer,
The killer roamin' here an' there,
Thousands of faces she always had,
And she dons one or the other,
Kills by the name of the lover.
My HP Poem #1415
©Atul Kaushal
Mio Seanachaidh Jan 2017
The immune virus that is hushed and silenced, a private personal matter like an unspoken rule.

If known that one is positive, then all life known turns hell and that soul, that HUMAN BEING is made to suffer unjustly at the very hands of society.

Stigma attached to the incurable disease breeds hate and fear making one diagnosed positive feel sub - human and inhuman like a ghost

***/AIDS affects us all whether we know it or not - although there is no cure for this fatal score, we have hope that one day we can fight this disease

Until then, educate yourself and get tested - knowing your status can help save your life!

Further spread awareness and prevention so that others can know, let's work together to end the fatal virus and stop the hate!
Self explanatory!
A lonely child,
child of neglect

I see you.

Night it befalls,
lonely child met..

You meet me.

Peeled round waist from belly to back,
four pieces do a belt of babe make;
stitched and branded.

Lonely child of neglect,
I bathe in your warm fat.

Clouds they roll, stream cotton-frayed sky.
Mother's light peeks to say goodbye, to you;
-the lonely child whom had to die?

I transform.

AWHOOOooo!

eah, hah-hah, hah-hah, hah-hah...

<>...Hunt...<>
          C
IvyB Xx Mar 2015
'... And she had come home to a family that she was about to destroy..."
Ivy Botticelli
Crimsyy Oct 2016
I could take a
simple substance,
I admit, there's not much to it;
Receive a prescription,
Discard of inner prohibition,
succumb to my condition.
But that's your desire,
to extinguish my fire;
ain't gonna happen
any time soon,
I'd rather battle all
morning and noon.
I thought you knew that
these things take time,
Not 12 months, not 24,
Not 48, not 96,
but that don't matter;
Deep down I know,
no matter the rain,
no matter the heavy
downpour of pain,
I'll persist.
Don't need no pill to
be my pain killer,
You can't numb
a deep feeler;
Have I not shown you
I'm a high achiever?
A pill won't make life
a fairer dealer.
Love, Anti.
Àŧùl Aug 2016
Neither in the day, oh my killer,
Nor in the night am I pacified.
What madness is this age of rage,
That you have got tattooed some name,
The name is not mine either.

Rewarded my love greatly, oh my killer,
You greatly rewarded my love,
My lover you have stolen more than my heart.

All flowers of my love have wuthered,
Only this wind of thorns have come to my account,
I didn't like the sweet spring dreams,
For it ended up with the brazen summer.
My lover you have stolen more than my heart.
Rewarded my love greatly, oh my killer,
You greatly rewarded my love,
My lover you have stolen more than my heart.

Having put these beads of thorns 'round my neck,
You are happy making out with some new fish.
You betrayed my trust,
See you murdered my trust,
My lover you have stolen more than my heart,
You have greatly rewarded my trust.

I had bore with a smile all your tantrums,
I wear as pearls the tears in your memory.
Listen to my heart's agonising call,
Be heard oh heart's agonising call,
You have greatly rewarded my trust.

Rewarded my love greatly, oh my killer,
You greatly rewarded my love,
My lover you have stolen more than my heart.
My HP Poem #1115
©Atul Kaushal
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