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fearfulpoet Sep 9
wrestling with angels

slept three hours max, my brain is a stew le ragout,
***-au-feu, a *** on fire, my dopamine is dope,
and seeing ladders, escalators going up and down,
angels all want to try wrestling with a protected poet
beating this poet a  internet-fast way to fast fame!

one who dares to tell the Boss to f
k off, who takes
none of the deity’s lip, mock imitates His deep pomp and
circumstance voice, gets away with poetic saucy disregard,
cause poet worked his way into a corner of His affections

all just because the poet keeps telling Him to stop
this tortuous interference in human affairs, to lay off
the string pulling in lives for His amusement and
satisfying a reality TV craving, why can’t He change,
the channel to Lifetime and get tears vicariously, like
an ordinary minor deity, nah, not Him, he loves His
wrestling so, even though, everybody knows that

wrestling is so fake.
Trustworthy?

Thank you so much for
Thinking about me because,
This takes a lot of time to
Treat someone well.
Truly speaking you are a no one
To me, but your gratitude
Touched my heart!
There is nothing but the murmur of your breathing, the moonlight
spreading its luminous light cutting through the darkness across the
white sheets. I am the keeper of the silence. You, Sarah, are the
keeper the sensuous. Now you sleep, but gently I begin by kissing
lightly your forehead, so lightly you do not move. I kneel on the bed
beside you gazing at your long, flaxen hair that the generous, silver
moon graces with its silver streams. There is nothing wrong with
silence or the darkness of the the rest of the room, a chiaroscuro by
the ghost of Giotto. I slowly pull the white sheet from your shoulders
to below your knees without awakening you, a panoply of pulchritude.
With only my eyes, I touch you. I am enraptured. In silence and darkness
and silver streams, there is no time. I am the keeper of silence, an august
post, more regal than any throne, any crown. Sleep, dear Sarah, as long
as you wish, for there is no time when we are at the epicenter of love.

Copyright 2020 Tod Howard Hawks
A graduate of Andover and Columbia College, Columbia University, Tod Howard Hawks has been a poet, an essayist, a writer of aphorisms, a novelist, and a human-rights advocate his entire adult life.
#t
TEASE YOUR EGO.

trust my soul .

TAME YOUR MIND .

take my time .

at the end,

tEaR eAcH oThEr ,

BrEaK ___ hEaRt(s).
I'LL / you'll / wE'lL
Fill in the blank
AUGUST 29----08:50am
          In a mild weary night
    When mortals in final seek solace
        With their earthly deeds upon them tight
        to encounter a burden bound for see

Which apprise with unawares sneaks
        In many vision the world in view
     Then,range who in mystery pick
     May mordant or mellow with few

  Ascending instance as realm poke
  And a shrewd with cognizance attain ray
Which those folly with volition smoke
And in reality realm their mordant hay

               In  a wild scary night;
         When mortals in finals seek solace
         And precious embraced in flight
           By fierce angel subdue case

            And mortals are all nature minded
             Of any trifle or prime revelation
             Destined,as of subdue minded
       Then a dream is a theme of revelation.
                                                                                            #@T.G.P
                                                                                          #@Salimon
Dream is another method of revelation which God choose to tell what is about to happen to a person or someone's people
Tim Jordan Jul 2019
Mistah Gates. He dead"

Time is an ouroboros and
the Earth a flat circle

Measure out your life
in insta pics

Let us go then, you and I,
through empty diamonds
and deserted play grounds.
Let us visit, if you will,
the battlefields ,
streets full of bodies
that decay in minutes.

In waiting rooms people come and go
and speak of tanks and Bushido
 
Eyes I dare not meet
Can see me with their headpiece
made of straw

This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Forgotten, as we stare at our new ones.
This poem is intentionally jagged and imperfect, much like me.
Aladdin Aures H Jul 2019
Stages Of Feelings Goes Like Ice
To Drop The Tears And Marrow
Highly Supports My Own Vice
At Very Last "A Word" To Swallow
And Here Goes The Cycles Nice
Then A Clip Drags My Faded morrow
Stops The Ticks And Hide The Voice
Digging Holes And Sparked Fallow
Dark Goes And Dark Owns My face
The Life Through An Eye Of A Crow
Wild And Reckless Goes Your Dice
Pull It Slow, Near The Fifth Toe
Till Then Starts Your ***** Chase
Still Death Goes In Me So Slow

Here We Are, And Here We Go
In Another Lie, Another Sorrow
Here You Sell, And Someone Buys
So Keep The Change With Thousad Lies

****** Bad In A Brutal Bridal Blade
Mauling Her Metal In Such Daily Fail
Does Flames Flesh's The Coupled Bud
Take It Easy!, As Long You'll Sell It All
Naive!, Cuts Her Finger In Every Raid
To Skip But Delay The Inversed Sail
That Way You Think It'll Make Me Sad
It Will Sink Your Ship In Doors Of Hell
Rain And Hail Goes Upon Your Head
Mark My Words With One Last Smile
Remember Them In Your Stupid Mood
So You Save Your Self From These All

Here We Are, And Here We Go
In Another Lie, Another Sorrow
Here You Sell, And Someone Buys
So Keep The Change With Thousad Lies

Author : Aladdin AURES H.
PawanTube May 2019
WHEN WILL U COME
where u r.....
where u r....
waiting here only for u
searching u all over.. day n night
tell me
when will u come....
when will u come....

Summer nights, bright lights
And the shootin' stars,
they all break's my heart
every single day i think about u
tell me
when will u come....
when will u come....

my heart is hoping that
u wil come
when that days gonna' come...
tell me
when will u come...
when will u come...

calling you all day,but u'r not picking'up
messaging u all day,not even replyied me yet
It's breaking me,
i'm loosing my hope.....
tell me
when will u come....
when will u come....

show me were u are,
u'r shadow's still close
i'm still in love with u
i wanna be with u
tell me
when will u come.....
when will u come.....

Oh, my love how can i tell
How I miss you every single day
When I see ur image's reflection
only thing that i wish u
when will u come....
when will u come...

i need ur love
i feel so  high about u
i'm dreaming u, got me!
i wish it will be true
tell me
when will u come.....
when will u come.....

I take a deep breath
whenever a strange girl passes by me
i know you are not there
but i'm still in hope
tell me
when will u come....
when will u come....

Watch my eyes they are filled with love
Tell me do you feel the same
will u Hold me in your arms
tell me
when will u come...
when will u come...

Baby, let me be your man
So I can love you
And if you let me be your man
Then I'll take care of you,
For the rest of my life, for the rest of yours
For the rest of ours'
tell me
when will u come....
when will u come....

I wanna touch you baby
And I wanna feel you too
I wanna see the sunrise
On your sins just me and you
tell me
when will u come....
when will u come....

n you'll never be alone
I'll hold you when things go wrong
Baby, I am right here.....
ya !!!
I'll be with you from dusk till dawn
i'll hold u when things go wrong
tell me
when will u come....
when will u come....

inside a mesh of flesh
and bone is an underlying in
desperate tone
to the world of real authentic....
the iPhone likes
preventing
this place of role play'
'I think we like pretending
as if our fun in never ending.
No one speaks,
just message sending.
It's a silent planet
- wait, it's pending....
baby tell me
when will u come....
when will u come....
though it's a poem but few line copied from  martin garrix and zayn's morning zoem poem
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