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Go on, file a paper,
make an imaginary notice of imaginary things,
and build on this a physical entity.  
See how deaf the masses will go,
from hearing the Latin tongue:
parchment, and paper,
tomes of dust and sand.  
Make a rule because you can,
and cement again the fetters,
our fathers and mothers cleft in twain.  

Ireland is still an English land,
while English law remains.  
Tories breed like rabbits,
so don't ask me what's wrong,
why you're unsatisfied with your oppression,
why enough is never enough,
till the colonial fetish is propagated,
into every heart and mind there,
worked deep into the furrows of our holy ground.  

Will you never have done?
Are you not content with your own misery,
without inflicting it on others?
Is it not enough to be in chains,
but to love and ****** those chains?
  
Oh mighty sculptors of our race,
chip chip away and see what's left.
Ignatius Hosiana Apr 2015
Marriage's the biggest cause of divorce
Law the main cause of crime
Peace a reason behind force
For the free flow, we appreciate rhyme
Love the real reason behind hate
And free will the mother of fate
Life brings about death
Life's breath, death's absence of breath
Money's the reason some never eat
Because no matter what, none gets enough of it
Beauty is light that outshines Ugly
Without which Ugly couldn't be seen badly
Rain is the reason behind the desert
Absence of It is ***** of nature,sweet hurt
Blindness is a result of vision
We'd otherwise see reason
We agree to disagree
Someone once told me
sapphic girl Apr 2015
The flicker of a cigarette lighter
cheap cardboard against each other
it ignites, radiating warmth and danger simultaneously
lit up this whole world to display it's true colors
ones that are astringent and brusque
colder than what our eyes absorb in the darkness

Seconds dwindle and off it goes
extinguished in facades of shame
a smug expression it leaves behind
knowing that it has escaped.

However the wisps of smoke breeze past
as evidence of it's felony.

| felonies - m.m |
[ the law will catch up ]
Thy ruling beauty knows of us—
Who yearn, and scorch upon our souls:
The burden of imperfect world—alas !
Our body fate's—to perish as old moles!

Yet, don't be a slave to wrenching claws,,,,
'Cause fear is feared to cease too soon—ami;
And our debt to ancestors—the law !
Rejoice well—love's sorrows of la vie !  

Thy brilliant light does know of us—
Who willingly beseech Thy Beauty,
With wistful wondering eyes at last !  
See—Thee ! O, Fiery Flames of Duty !  
  
From foreign land to our humble home—
Widespread is void by far—as I may know !
And yearns of hearts—heard in ev'ry dome;
*Subjected Harmony of Spheres to Love !
Imagined by
Impeccable Space
Poetic beauty
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Nate Mar 2015
I have no gifts worthy to be given.

I am but a simple man, only able to offer my God given skills.

They are not brilliant. They are not grand. But they are rare. And they are valuable.

They are my life and my livelihood.
They know know no limits nor bounds.
They are always ready.
And they are never ending.

My gift to you is my life. For it is the product of these skills.

My promise to willingly give it in place of yours so that you may live on and not suffer such pain.

I will be your light in the darkest of places. So that you can live without fear. Fear of the evil that lurks in the shadows.

I will never abandon you. I will never rest. I will always stand by your side ready to fight.

These skills are who I am.
They are all that I am.
They are meticulously refinded to the finest quality.
And I give them freely without hesitation or regret.

I am your Guardian. Sleep safe in my arms and know, harm will never come to you.

Rest your head on my chest and close your eyes. Feel my heart beat, for you are the reason it beats. Know that it will never stop beating until my dying breath.

And that too, will be in service to you.

You are my love. You are my life. And it is an honor to be your Guardian. Your knight.

Your Hero.
Nate Mar 2015
I am the creature that creeps in the night.

I am beastly.

I am a foul and vile creature.
Cast into the darkness
Out of hate by those who catch a glimpse of me.

Dark and jaded from being beaten I refuse to be seen.

You are the light that shines through the darkness.

You are beautiful.

You are a kind and loving person.
A beacon of hope to those with none.
Cherished by all those around you.

Selflessly you hold others up at their worst.

I fight evil more feared than I.
I protect those that beat me and cast me into the shadows.
For the guardians of heaven live closest to the gates of hell and I, the sheepdog, am often mistaken for the wolf.

You see the truth. The creatures more evil than I. Those that stalk from the shadows and attack the weak.
You see the need for my beastly.
You see the need for the fear of me.

I have saved them and the ones they love many a thankless times. Despite my actions their perceptions become reality. They see only the beast they hate. They see only the creature they ****.

You see a hero. You see past the beast and into the person. You see good where there is little. You give grace where none is deserved. You shed tears where they are mocked.

For I am beastly.
But to you...I am beauty.

You love me so; without fear.
"Our world would be a barren
and a horrible desolated place
without:

~ POETS and our intuitive subtle visions
~ MUSIC's universal healing sounds
~ DANCE OF NATURE 
~ ANIMAL FRIENDS"


Poets
Music
Nature
Dance
Our
Beautiful
Animal
Friends­

Reveal Love For Life:*
*living with each other
within harmony,  
interconnectedness,
love and compassion.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Cherish everyone.
Respect nature.
LOVE !!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Imagined by
Impeccable Space
Poetic beauty
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Dhaye Margaux Jan 2015
You are a king and you have your own kingdom
I am a queen, and I have my own realm
We both have our own rules, our codes in time
I will never follow yours but mine
You have limitations...
Soul Patch Jan 2015
I am indifferent to your pain
I cannot feel the hurt the rage or blame
The anger I don't handle well
Are you in hell? I cannot tell
I see you lie there on the ground

My only interest is the round, the caliber, or the speed of car that hit you. Its Vehicular. Was it mine? Approach and angle. Incident report. I am indifferent to thought outside of that that makes me who I am. I don't hate you. I'm the man

who said, " I love you" and "We're friends" and things that tore your mind to shreds
I only know you're mad as hell. I didn't know. I couldn't tell.
How could I know? I only said
those words to get you into bed.
someone I thought was a friend.........
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