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Avery Glows Apr 2016
At the End of the Day,
There is no Right and Wrong.
Good and Evil.
Black and White.
Like the Wind and Dust
Are all but spectrum of
where we stand.
They never exist.
And never will.
In the midst of sawdust
Meteors and stars.
Ashes and ember.
Burning borders in
a deafening screech.
The one and only truth
lies in haunting finality.
Only gaining and losing.
Culprits made accomplice.
And in evil they resurrect.
Only winning and losing.
The winner takes all.
At the end of the day.
Luwarner T Moore Mar 2016
You have brought so many tests, trials, and distractions
Trying to turn me away from my God, my purpose, and passion
You have even tried using the people I love as a device
To speak words of doubt and death over my life.

You must don't know who you are messing with,
So I'm here to tell you that I don't give up and quit.
I am a child of the King, He is the Most High God
He's the Alpha and the Omega so He's the one who has my heart.

He is the Greater One who is living on the inside of me,
The Only True and Living God with whom I will spend eternity.
There is nothing you can do or say that will turn or shake me
From trusting and believing in the One that created me.

I serve you this notice as a reminder
And I hope you hear me and hear me clearly....
Your plan to steal, ****, and destroy me....(humph)
Has already been exposed by the One who made me
So go get your life and draw up a new strategy
Because I know in the end......I WIN!

Written by: Luwarner T. Moore
03/30/2016
John 10:10 "The thief comes only to steal and **** and destroy. I came that they may have life and have it abundantly".
Pauline Morris Mar 2016
Tired of the toughts, tired of the fight
The drugs win out again to night
Please don't look, I'm such a frightful sight

At lest I didn't give in
To those haunting voices again
I guess I can count that as a win

Now I'll just lay here feeling nothing but numb
In my cranium there starts a hums
That soon turns into sounds of drums

That will soon lure me to sleep
So my secrets I can keep
With the drugs I can bury them deep
BrittneyForever Mar 2016
Darling, you are still missing that One Small Thing.
An Ace.
How do you get it?
Maybe a trick up your sleeve?
Or maybe some “good luck” for the guarantee?
It's my turn. I pull my card, It's just what I need!
You've got it, girl,
hold that face they can't read!
You show em your cards.
Man, you just lost.
Oh, crap, what a cost.
They had a better hand.
The best in the land.
This is the part they presume they've won.
You know this can't be fun.
Now some may have a better hand than you,
so what do you do?
Sit back and think.
Here I have a clue.
It's most intriguing. Who knew?
Maybe YOU won.
You're the one who got lucky,
lucky to learn.
You paid close attention
now it's your turn to burn.
So that One Small Thing you were missing,
was indeed a lesson to learn.
You’ve grown wiser now,
You deeply say "thank you,"
that was passed over due.
So on to the next game.
"Monsieur, how do you do?".
Teresa garza Feb 2016
We try to fight
We found a new way to see the light
Here we are now at the end
Warriors United
One at a time we win the battles
Show we are not alone in the war
United we are
United we stay
I am the one who fights for the scared
I am the one who fights for the depressed
I am the one who stands for what's right
I am the one who speaks for the dead
We are the warriors who will show you what's right
United we are
United we stand
One by one
We will win this war
Teresa garza Feb 2016
I need a muse
I think I blew a fuse
I can't think of what to write
I'm all out of ideas
I cant get it right
Iv lost this fight
Going through it all
Hoping I won't fall
I finally think I may win
Maple Mathers Feb 2016
Parades of knaves,
And smitten sheep;
Came to pervade
OUR hide and seek...

Depraved – I caved
To strut; to seek
Tirades of graves
With CREEP antiques.

CHARADES engraved
On my physic;
Enslaved, I waved
Through gift-wrapped chic.


For Beneath enclaves,
She seeks the meek
whose souls – she'd flay,
To Hide-and-TWEAK.
All poems original Copyright of Eva Denali Will © 2015, 2016.
Ronjoy Brahma Feb 2016
आंनि गुदुं सोलेराव
बिलिरलां नोँ बार
सुदेम अननायखौ होलां
गोरबोआव गोजोन लुफावलां
.
नोँल' गोजोन होयो गोसोखौ
सुदेम गुसु बिलिरनायजोँ
आंनि गोरबो बिखाखौ
नोङो सुग्लाय होयो दुंहाव सोलेरखौ
.
फुंआव नोँ मोसायो
रैरुब निहोर बिलाइजोँ
मिथिँगानि समायना---
गोथां सोमखोर बिफां बेन्दोँ
.
नोङो बिलिरलांफै खर'खौ
अननायखौ होनानै आंनो---
थाजिम होलां आंनो---
गोरबोनि खुसिखौ होनानै
.
बार नोङो आंनि हां
नोँनिनो मोजां मोन्नायजोँ
हगारो आं मेथाइ---
हगारो आं देँखो---
.
बेसे गोजोन मोनो
बिलिर फैयोबोला गोसोआ
नोँ आंनि सोलेर गोबाफैयोबोला
बेसेबा समायना जायो गोरबोआ
.
दैमा-दैसा बेसेबांदि बाज्लयो
नोँनि अननायनि खुदुमनायजोँ
बेसेबा समायना नुयो---
बिफां-लाइफांनि देमलो मोसानायजोँ
नोँ बेबादिनो लाबो खुसिखौ---
SøułSurvivør Feb 2016
Here you are!
Las Vegas bound!
Got your dollars
by the pound!
Looking 'round at
all the sights!
The big Casinos!
Pretty lights!

You are here
for three big nights...

You and the wife
take in a show!
Gotta do that
don'tcha know
Then the liquor
starts to flow

The quarter slots
and off you go...

WOW! You WON!
$800 bucks!
You just can't
believe your luck!
You're hi-rollin'!
That's no lie!

Friend, you won the
***** PRIZE.

Off you go to the
Blackjack table
You play as long
as you are able
Start to lose.
Become unstable

Win in Vegas?
That's a fable...

You begin to
lose your mind
You lose more money
Than you find
Gambling
becomes a grind
You are really
in a bind

Sin City's really
so unkind...

Table to table
You're on the hop
You're all over
on the shop
Buying chips with
money you ain't got

Your wife is
begging you to stop...

Back at the slots
where you began
Don't know day from night
my friend
You drop the dollars
You're 'round the bend
You spent money
your friends lend

Finally you're
at the end...

Here you are
upon the stool
You didn't play
by you're own rules
Don't bank the house
and be a tool

But here you sit
Just like a fool...

Now you're singin'
the sad song
You spent it all
you're in the wrong
Vegas knew it all along

Your wife has left
your money's gone...

Open pocket
out it slips
You fell for
the dealer's quips
The dreams of riches
from their lips
You fell for
the gambling whips

now you gotta
EAT THOSE CHIPS.



SoulSurvivor
(C) 2/7/2016
The sad thing about gambling addiction
is you may not know that you're
addicted until it's too late...

-
He told me
to trust in him
he said together
we could win
but he was only
in it to win it.
it was never as it seems
now i am no longer
on the boy I love's
team
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