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Laokos Jan 17
i live in a brightness
of worlds

a screenshot of
introduces my reckoning

today, the serpent
lays hold of
the egg
and starvation
is kept at bay

belly full
cut the cord
the descendants
hang heavy

all my life i've wanted
a reason to
die well

tonight, I hear it
in the sirens...
I hear it
in the coyotes...
I hear it
in my soul...
tonight, I hear it
in plain sight--
as clear
as a daisy

i was allowed
to slow down

to see my life
in a different gear

to venture a guess
towards life in payment
of a different path

i was
and hung-up

i was held-up
with my pants

i was a man
living his life
in the modern

and nobody
cares about the
man in the

forget about the

find your way
own way
Mark Toney Jul 2020
Annual pilgrimage begins
thousands flocking to our doors
braving elements of chance
what does new year have in store?
As they enter our domains
obedient to adverts’ beckoning
is there hope for addled brains
as they face their day of reckoning?

© 2020 Mark Toney.  All rights reserved.
7/26/2020 - Poetry form: Rhyme - © 2020 Mark Toney. All rights reserved.
Badshah Khan Feb 2019
Rubayiat Al Thurab (Verses of the Dust) – 20

BismillahIr RahmanIr Raheem

No eternal matter, how you carefully write,

Sacred matter is precisely what you precisely write.

Every singular word will be reckoning.’

whatever you naturally write;

On the sacred day, you merely the one responsible.

Who precisely to tell the truth about your Sacred writings.

Oh Ummah Thurab, do not panic, about your Sacred writings

Who do they sincerely devote in eternal love, with his Beloved,

The Beloved, Himself will be precisely your mighty pen

To accurately describe about your eternal love,

towards Him through your profound sense!

Allah Khair….. Khairul Rabul Alameen Yah Arrahmanur Yah Raheem

Ummah Thurab – Badshah Khan.
©UT-BK 2019
Rubayiat Al Thurab (Verses of the Dust)
guardian of the lucid heart
bequeaths her soul to Lucifer
in exchange for life of the Sun
to remain
savage is the shadow world
where deals are made for our very lives
in darkness whilst we sleep
and should the balance tip in favor
of greed and indifference
towards the mother of all that is light
then her soul shall have been vanquished
for naught
we are the last semblance of humanity
capable of this salvation
all life, all spirit, all vestiges of our species
shall be scattered to the winds of time
our origin lost forever
Odonko-ba Aug 2016
just think, on the day of
reckoning, we all get ******
down the void, as one.
Death does not discriminate
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