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Àŧùl Sep 2017
We have to defeat our grief,
And we have to make love,
Howsoever it may be brief.

I want you to feel free,
Right now and whenever,
Especially when you are with me.

I can see your beautiful potential,
I see your ***** and am turned on,
I feel that between us not these feelings but love is preferential.
For my newfound source of inspiration

I know that you will feel elated after reading this.

My HP Poem #1666
©Atul Kaushal
The Dybbuk Sep 2017
Six
Six boys in blue are walking by,
Find a child who'll do or die.
Then one dies, to feed the flies,
They were caught off by surprise.
Five boys in blue are walking by,
With a child who cannot cry,
Then one dies, to feed the flies,
He looks into the flaming skies.
Four boys in blue are walking by,
They use the child to petrify,
Then one dies, to feed the flies,
Boys in blue say their goodbyes.
Three boys in blue are walking by,
Use the child to horrify,
Then one dies, to feed the flies,
Pumping lead into both eyes.
Two boys in blue are walking by,
They shoot the red boys, eye for eye,
Then one dies to feed the flies,
Screaming just to end their lives.
A boy in blue is walking by,
He knows they're coming, says goodbye.
Then he dies, to feed the flies,
The child ends him to terrorize.
The Dybbuk Sep 2017
I am One,
My god is the sun.
One and two,
Now I hate you.
One, two, three,
A killing spree.
One, two, three, four,
I like this one, she's my *****.
One, two, three, four, five,
Very few of us survive.
One, two, three, four, five, six,
Maybe it's cuz you're ******* ******.
One, two, three, four, five, six seven,
Each a sin which keeps me from heaven.
The Dybbuk Sep 2017
One, two, three, four,
I remember life before.
Five, six, seven, eight,
I'm not someone to agitate.
One, two, three, four,
Bring him to me, shut the door,
Five, six, seven eight,
Only death will liberate.
One, two, three, four,
Born to live in times of war.
Five, six, seven, eight,
I was made to mutilate.
One, two, three, four,
Vile and evil at my core.
Five, six, seven, eight,
I need screams to meditate.
The Dybbuk Sep 2017
One, two, three,
Beneath the tree,
Beg forgiveness, your final plea.
Four, five, six,
Breaking the sticks,
Pray to your broken crucifix.
Seven, eight,
Escape your fate,
I'm following you through the gate.
Nine and nine,
The stars align,
Ripping out your ******* spine.
The Dybbuk Sep 2017
Ten
One, two, two, three,
Counting down to killing me.
four, five, five, six,
Rowing down the River Styx.
Seven, eight, eight, nine,
These emotions aren't mine,
ten, ten, ten, ten,
Die to see the light again.
soaringllama Aug 2017
I'm really bad at counting to six
Elise Jackson Aug 2017
I thrive through other likewise people.
Day 31/31 of my "Six Words A Day" Challenge for the whole month of July, the whole collection can be found on my page on the first of August.
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