#culprit
Still stuck on the fence
Forced to traverse a world that still doesn't make sense
I could embrace the ignorance
But I don't want to take that stance
So I find myself stepping on toes during this awkward slow dance
I wouldn't call it happenstance,
Not a chance
The culprit is this toxic, three-way romance
Between anger, my dark passenger and everything I can't forget to remember
Nothing to see here folks,
At least not at first glance
And that's enough to keep me in this trance
©2024
Jul 19, 2024
Jul 19, 2024 at 12:34 PM UTC
Woke up with headache
How day usually starts
The pain within my cranium
Does not compare to my heart
As tide creeps slowly in
Hope slyly sneaks out
The list of things I'm not
All I seem to think about
My voice dropped an octave
Sound I've grown to hate
It's just another line
In list of unattractive traits
I might be an artist
Good with words I am told
The descriptions I paint aren't pretty
Because world has made me cold
Life getting exhausting
Fed up with each breath
Have no choice but to carry on
Only cowards escape through death
Faces wearing smiles pass
Deepening my frown
Others make it look easy
Depression keeps me down
Darkness spreading as disease
Throughout expanse of my soul
My body feels like it's swallowed
By bottomless black hole
Turning corner after corner
Never reaching the maze's end
I get more and more lost
In labyrinth with every bend
Not sure if poor judgement to blame
Or the culprit is destiny
Either way stuck as a prisoner
Of everything I will never be
Oct 26, 2021
Oct 26, 2021 at 1:56 AM UTC
A detective woke up from a deep slumber
To only get a glimpse of his wife
Bathing in her own blood, lifeless
It was truly a ghastly sight
Stunned by what he saw
It took him a long time to comprehend
And when he did
He weeped and mourned
He ought to bring her justice
A million questions
A thousand interrogations
Hundreds of suspects
Numerous clues
Time passed by
And the culprit hasn't been caught
Fraustration ate him
And he screamed curses into the abyss in vexation
The day finally came
He now knew who it was
He knew who the monster was
He miscalculated everything
The culprit is starting at his soul
With ****** hands and a devilish smirk
"Good job" it whispered to him
As he started at the reflection of himself
Sep 3, 2020
Sep 3, 2020 at 4:12 AM UTC
I believe her every word
here, there and everywhere
written spoken or silenced it's the truth!
Her surviving courage skill
a lesson of good and evil to all
in the face of cowardly
cold blooded assassins
demonizer slanderers
human predators
This beauty is my best friend
I am so blessed
my sister my doved eyed
an in and out beauty-rest
my beauty poetess is
much revered here in heart
her open minded nature
my inspiration she is!
This surviver was noones fool just hurting cornered and alone
in denial stunned
sacrificing all
for the ones she loved
So this lady parrot phrased
your culprits E-mailed
nasty notes
cursing her mother birthing her!
thats all shes done wrong
to pay for it for lifetime long
is hellish travesty.
In the arena of the masked
the covert world of mirrors
granted a few final words
where compensation
she never sought!
My lady friend poetess
re-builds no sand castles to bridge no past disconnections
in this masked faceless cyber
H.P mirror
bridges tend to re-surfice spontaneously
unmasking key facts
completing past puzles
left unanswered
mis-sunderstanding innocent victims of crimes then left behind is very cruel.
It's induced evil fate
collapsing golden bridges
widening gaps
not even a two cent charity
for her pain was ever saught!
much less cash burried
a bank account could have help trace beloved kidnapped
How can someone valued so high
a genie in a bottle
not be protected
your lying significant other covert culprit
snake-eyed jeweled
is anchored to your bank
not to your heart.
no peaceful land!
No such viper's name can your heart carve
your master bed-room
slide
has no tender grace
your picture painter
a Mom's nightmare ****** killer
shes is all yours to keep.
O I am only messanger on free will
platonic friendship
wins this beauty's trust.
friendship I offered gladly
no study subject intended
and these words are my own
my educated guess at best
yes knowing her
in and out beauty
is loving her!
Understanding her
is trusting her
this in and out beauty
her banner's of honor
is true love and to sacrifice her happiness for the benefit of all
even her enemies.
I remain loyal kneeling at this beauty's feet
whom you left behind
heartbroken trashed cursed
just to go romance
wine and believe
the bone fish stonefish real fool
cursing your beloved d M birthing her
insult she simply returned
to her the curser
not meant for you
oh why couldn't you ask
who sent that garbage to your beloved dreaming of you in that magestic bedroom downloaded copied and published
just to find you,
it hurt deeply
your Mom once called her your dignificant other
you now call wife.
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By: RhettlvScarkett
Reviced 03/20
Aug 21, 2019
Aug 21, 2019 at 1:50 AM UTC
I hate Science
I hate Technology
Neither Am I Orthodox
Nor I am Fool
I am not a *****
But still I choose to hate
Science and Technology
Both gave us many things
I remember, there was a time
I worshipped both of them
They produced machines for us
They produced robots for us
Machines started building
Homes, Bridges and Flyovers
Machines helped us in
Food and Cloth Production
Milk and Silk Production
And Blah Blah Blah Blah
They made our life easier
They made our life safer
They provided better security
They provided better tools
They made our life longer
They made our life smarter
They gave us rays of hope
They promised much more
They promised more Freedom
They Promised Leisure Time
They promised better Environment
They promised clean Air, Water, Soil
They Promised Harmony and Peace
They Promised Equality for All
Both Science and Technology
Progressed exponentially day by day
But something went wrong
Someone captured them
Hijacked them and misused
By applying their ***** minds
We still have Machines and Robots
We still have Logic and Skills
But where is Freedom and Peace?
Where is the clean Environment?
Where is clean Water, Air and Soil?
Where is the promised Leisure Time?
Now we also have Nuclear Bombs
We have weapons of mass ******
We have smart tools for our Extinction
We have weapons of mass Destructions
Robots are being transformed
From Robots to Human Beings
Humans are being transformed
From Human Beings to Machines
Yes Slavery is back in the Game
Machines have enslaved Humans
Robots have been granted
Citizenship and Civil Rights
Machines have been made ready
Ready to wage war against humans
The question is who is the culprit?
Is it Science and Technology?
No. Not at all. I know this very well
But I still hate Science and Technology
The real culprits are the hungry Capitalists
Who captured, hijacked and misused
Science and the Technology for their greed
Though they have all the things they need
Science and the Technology easily surrendered
and allowed themselves to be used for their greed
This is why I Hate Science and Technology
I also hate Capitalism and Capitalists too
But I have a big question for Myself. I still doubt -
"Can I really live without Science and Technology"
Jun 30, 2019
Jun 30, 2019 at 8:02 AM UTC
Pen Can Write
Pen Can Draw
It Can Even Paint
Pen can fill Colours
In Shapes and Drawings
And in peoples Life too
Pen has Sympathy
Pen has Empathy
Pen has Emotions too
Pen can Heal
Make you feel
Calm and cool
Pen can save
It can control
The way we behave
Pen Can Fight
For your rights
And for others too
Pen can **** colours
From peoples life
And make it pretty hell
Pen can help you
****** poor's property
And make you very rich
Pen can throw
Culprit in Jail
Or can even grant him bail
Pen could be Cruel
Only needs some fuel
Then it could easily burn
Pen is Sharp
It can Cut and Wound
And Make you Bleed
But is it really the Pen
Or the Hand and Mind
Of one who uses the Pen
Pen is a Weapon
Pen is Lethal
So handle with care
Apr 5, 2019
Apr 5, 2019 at 9:56 AM UTC
A well known judge
Was very well known
For his high self esteem
For his wonderful ego
He always felt like a king
The king, the Maharaja
Who always strived to eliminate
All the evils, all the sin
He vowed to himself that
He will not take rest
Until and unless all the flaws
Of the system gets revealed
To fulfil his vows
He kept on finding faults
And discovered many of them
One by one, one by one
He vowed again that
He will not take rest
Until and unless he fixes the flaws
Through his claws
But he himself got entrapped
In the net laid by the culprits
The net was almost invisible
Far beyond the judge’s imagination
The Judge exercised his powers
To punish the culprits
But the signals from the net
Distorted few signals of the brain
The results were very simple
Innocents were hanged
The king showed sigh of relief
After all he had fulfilled his vow.
Jan 27, 2019
Jan 27, 2019 at 11:40 PM UTC
a targetable
liar lured
her church
with cunning
that it
mixed fashion
as salsa
as she
danced while
her culprit
was hers
and swayed
in the
belfry but
a mare
of thorn
in reality
Dec 23, 2018
Dec 23, 2018 at 10:14 AM UTC
A name that lionized once
Exemplifying crystal goodness
Dwindles now amidst the crowd
For an instinct extravagance
Who loved once, now fear
The name that lies in darkness.
‘The culprit’ now reminisces
All that made his past.
Endurance long did he face but
Long didn’t his freedom last.
Joy comes slow and with struggle
Folly! He wanted it fast.
The culprit earlier envied people
With love, money and other wealth
Unlike winners, he failed to stand alone
In himself he did lose faith.
Burning desires made evil rhetorical
Pity the age evil ignite stealth.
Forbidden fruits he dared to reach
Stranger he felt on being a deuce.
He cherished at the illusion
Of walking on a supreme avenue.
Everything comes with a price, he forget
Now the Devil waited for his revenue.
Blindfolded by the espy of interim wealth
Wealth of humanity has become a fiction.
Just of the self he kept ruminating on
Never thought of the innocent’s malediction
He who snatched several dreams by his desire
Awaited for him the much deserved destination.
In his cell, his sleep now breaks
As the moonlight seeks him in murky.
The joy in seasons are lost forever
Burning passions depleted of intensity
Time passed with thoughts of past and future
Alas! Immature insanity changed his destiny.
Jun 18, 2018
Jun 18, 2018 at 1:07 PM UTC
Thank You to the judge
for his high self esteem
for his wonderful ego
which made him feel like a king
Thank You to the judge
for falling into the trap
laid by the cruel criminal
resulting in punishing the innocent
Thank You to the judge
who failed to differentiate between
right or wrong, just and unjust
but still felt that justice has prevailed
Big Thank You to the judge
for his application of mind
and for the miscarriage of justice
which ruined the life of the innocent
No doubt the judge was honest
No doubt he was good
still unknowingly he became a shoulder
to hold the gun of the culprit.
Mar 27, 2018
Mar 27, 2018 at 12:50 PM UTC
The days go by
Yet the truth untold
They say I lie
But the mystery is yet to unfold
I saw the scene I saw it all
He killed that man over the fall
I narrated the whole scene to them
But they say, they needed a clue
A witness of the killing
Someone who was willing
To report the misery
I tried convincing him to believe
But no action taken till the eve
The authorities questioned me the next day
I told them I saw the ****** the other day
Man with a red hood and a track suit
Wearing dark glasses as if aiming for a loot
Within seconds, stabbed the guy and ran away
He didn't see me, and ran off the other way
You have to believe me!!
It's not one of those hallucination
Doctors say I am doing fine with less reaction
"And the officer went away, with a smile"
I knew he didn't believe cause am still under medication
Am a patient of schizophrenic but not a manic
I saw the culprit with my eyes
But all say that my statement were lies
Its been over a month, yet the killing is now a mystery
And soon the files would close, the case a history!
©sim
Dec 20, 2017
Dec 20, 2017 at 7:32 PM UTC
A rampaging torment flows
with every passing wave,
escalating regression
and stockpiling the rage.
Clarity, now a fading memory
wilting in the shadows of a cave.
The price of congenial lunacy,
satisfactory for those who enslave.
May 9, 2014
May 9, 2014 at 9:55 PM UTC
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WHO'S THE ONE
WHO PUT AN AGE BARRIER
BETWEEN LOVE?
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Apr 24, 2014
Apr 24, 2014 at 8:16 AM UTC