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Our homes are war zomes. Made with bricks of invidiousness. Polished with the indignities. Plastered by insincerities. Smeared by censures. Stained by the scandalizers. And        Shredded by the scandalmongers.
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Jun 13, 2021
Jun 13, 2021 at 12:00 PM UTC
War Zones
Some evil walks alone with a cold heart beat and a face of bone. Some evil walks in threes with a trembling laugh and with eyes full of glee. Some evil wears a kindly face in the street-light chaos it tempts your full embrace. Some evil rings a hollow bell in the whirlwind alleys on the roads to hell. Some evil keeps a cool head, some evil lies in your bed. Some evil is a ticking clock lulling you to sleep with your mind unlocked, and, while you rest amid its Mercury lies, it spreads its wings and drowns your cries. Some evil walks alone with a cold heart beat and a face of bone.
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Dec 21, 2020
Dec 21, 2020 at 3:55 PM UTC
Some Evil
Tears just shed from my eyes, Like a part of everyday cries, But that's not the problem, Loving someone is the one, My patience has exhausted, Is this what you really wanted? When it comes to trust anybody, Feels shivering throughout my body, Darkness is my escape house, I can sense the calmness arouse, My evils understand me better, And it has became my shelter, New beginnings would be a hard step, But I can do it without any help.
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Apr 12, 2020
Apr 12, 2020 at 12:49 AM UTC
Darkness Is My Escape House
As I look up Into the stars I see the sparkle of the eyes Of the man who loved me Of the man who nearly killed My faith And my being. He will never ruin the Stars for me.
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Mar 20, 2019
Mar 20, 2019 at 5:22 PM UTC
In the stars.
The world of today is as crazy as hell Over populating cemeteries and prisons as well I don’t know, can I go for a day or a minute Without the possibility of another getting in it I don’t mean to judge, but the love, I don’t see it Seems we're keen to get it on,  if I'm wrong, then  so be it Now, if you’re reaching this consensus, then the well runs deep That the world has its issues and the people got beef The government getting swoll from the toll off the backs Of the Johns and the Janes, and the Jills and the Jacks What we earn in return is a zero and a nothing As the politicians lie, because it’s all about the fronting Putting on airs for the world and a camera Need a glass of water, cause their tongues’ got stamina Smiling real pretty, cool posing in relief But, the world has its issues and the people got beef Oops, did he stutter, when he uttered an explicit Live at five; another political statistic **** if we do, **** if we don’t; really Now, enter Uncle Trump; yeah; this is getting silly He’s rolling out his plan, but see, the Congress ain’t buying He’s an amateur, a fruitcake, and won’t stop lying But, it’s not about you and it’s about me See, the world has its issues and the people got beef Who the hell are our enemies; and don’t you understand it That the Russians and the Chinese are rolling up the planet Kim is just a fat boy, playing in his backyard ISIS is so over, and Assad is just a ****** Too much time on the swans and the bulls When we need to get a handle on the weasels and wolves The terrorist not withstanding, we’re gotta have peace Cause the world has its issues and the people got beef The Chinese are smiling and are as friendly as cobras Ready to attack, when you bend your *** over Russians are aggressive, but, sly as a fox Two-faced as a ****** and  as ***** as socks Bottom line, I think its time to put faith to the test  Put diplomacy in a coma, cause it’s time to flex Raise the bar and push them hard; show we're knocking out teeth Because the world has its issues and the people have beef Grab the big stick and leave the Twitter alone Release the forces, scrap the voices, leave the weaklings at home The strategies are on point and our forces are primed Put an end to the posturing and the wasting of time Time to command, not to pander,  Mr Commander-in-Chief Cause the world has its issues and the people got beef
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Nov 3, 2017
Nov 3, 2017 at 9:40 AM UTC
The World’s Has Its Issues....The People Got Beef
The world of today is as crazy as hell Over populating cemeteries and prisons as well I don’t know, can I go for a day or a minute Without the possibility of another getting in it I don’t mean to judge, but the love, I don’t see it Seems we're keen to get it on,  if I'm wrong, then  so be it Now, if you’re reaching this consensus, then the well runs deep That the world has its issues and the people got beef The government getting swoll from the toll off the backs Of the Johns and the Janes, and the Jills and the Jacks What we earn in return is a zero and a nothing As the politicians lie, because it’s all about the fronting Putting on airs for the world and a camera Need a glass of water, cause their tongues’ got stamina Smiling real pretty, cool posing in relief But, the world has its issues and the people got beef Oops, did he stutter, when he uttered an explicit Live at five; another political statistic **** if we do, **** if we don’t; really Now, enter Uncle Trump; yeah; this is getting silly He’s rolling out his plan, but see, the Congress ain’t buying He’s an amateur, a fruitcake, and won’t stop lying But, it’s not about you and it’s about me See, the world has its issues and the people got beef Who the hell are our enemies; and don’t you understand it That the Russians and the Chinese are rolling up the planet Kim is just a fat boy, playing in his backyard ISIS is so over, and Assad is just a ****** Too much time on the swans and the bulls When we need to get a handle on the weasels and wolves The terrorist not withstanding, we’re gotta have peace Cause the world has its issues and the people got beef The Chinese are smiling and are as friendly as cobras Ready to attack, when you bend your *** over Russians are aggressive, but, sly as a fox Two-faced as a ****** and  as ***** as socks Bottom line, I think its time to put faith to the test  Put diplomacy in a coma, cause it’s time to flex Raise the bar and push them hard; show we're knocking out teeth Because the world has its issues and the people have beef Grab the big stick and leave the Twitter alone Release the forces, scrap the voices, leave the weaklings at home The strategies are on point and our forces are primed Put an end to the posturing and the wasting of time Time to command, not to pander,  Mr Commander-in-Chief Cause the world has its issues and the people got beef
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A child wakes up , to mosquito bites, and Christ-on-a-bike-it’s-diwali , the fiesta of lights. the welcome vibes of halcyon tarried as hugs and gifts and smiles are carried, and waving her wrinkles mid-air ,daadi says today! god , to his land was ferried. Afar, the bronze herald of worship time, the temple bell goes off in a celestial chime. and cometh the priest , for the fire-ritual, line my pockets now , come on , be spiritual. but duh! your dhoti hast no pockets , saintly dummy; tsk.. fret ye not , for it goes straight into my tummy. mid-morning now , and mummy’s high-strung; ‘dust it well and dust it thorough and dust it till you burst a lung’. ‘garam pakode’ !! cries papa in his croaking tenor , ‘but one by one’ and now he begins with the manners. mummy is the last one , picking over the bones, she always has been , for what a family she owns. A muezzin somewhere cries the holy decree heads bow down and a pigeon flies free, from the onion dome , below the staccato claps ‘Ooparwala ! … ‘ the muezzin gasps , and ‘Ooparwala!.. ‘ a crowd chants in tow , and ‘Oops ! … ‘ the bird sheds it’s something and ***** soars high , and takes a bow . hey presto! the night has come. the moonless night of the homecoming lord. sweetmeats and sugars and syrups and us , laddu-barfi , well , that strikes a chord . Lakshmi , her owl , the glutton god with his mouse , revered an’ pleased an’ fed an’ flattered , and coaxed never to leave the house while out there , bombs and crackers burst and batter. The witch’s hour already , and the man ain’t home yet the lord is home , to get things straight, while the men all out on a greedy conquest; pennies on the dollar , unwavering faith still, for the beckoning bait . A child wakes up , to mosquito bites gone now is the carnival of lights. a goddess fled , a father bled a child scrapes off the waxy remains , the leftovers of candles ,pains, and no gains.
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Oct 19, 2017
Oct 19, 2017 at 3:15 PM UTC
WAXY STAINS FROM DIWALI
A child wakes up , to mosquito bites, and Christ-on-a-bike-it’s-diwali , the fiesta of lights. the welcome vibes of halcyon tarried as hugs and gifts and smiles are carried, and waving her wrinkles mid-air ,daadi says today! god , to his land was ferried. Afar, the bronze herald of worship time, the temple bell goes off in a celestial chime. and cometh the priest , for the fire-ritual, line my pockets now , come on , be spiritual. but duh! your dhoti hast no pockets , saintly dummy; tsk.. fret ye not , for it goes straight into my tummy. mid-morning now , and mummy’s high-strung; ‘dust it well and dust it thorough and dust it till you burst a lung’. ‘garam pakode’ !! cries papa in his croaking tenor , ‘but one by one’ and now he begins with the manners. mummy is the last one , picking over the bones, she always has been , for what a family she owns. A muezzin somewhere cries the holy decree heads bow down and a pigeon flies free, from the onion dome , below the staccato claps ‘Ooparwala ! … ‘ the muezzin gasps , and ‘Ooparwala!.. ‘ a crowd chants in tow , and ‘Oops ! … ‘ the bird sheds it’s something and ***** soars high , and takes a bow . hey presto! the night has come. the moonless night of the homecoming lord. sweetmeats and sugars and syrups and us , laddu-barfi , well , that strikes a chord . Lakshmi , her owl , the glutton god with his mouse , revered an’ pleased an’ fed an’ flattered , and coaxed never to leave the house while out there , bombs and crackers burst and batter. The witch’s hour already , and the man ain’t home yet the lord is home , to get things straight, while the men all out on a greedy conquest; pennies on the dollar , unwavering faith still, for the beckoning bait . A child wakes up , to mosquito bites gone now is the carnival of lights. a goddess fled , a father bled a child scrapes off the waxy remains , the leftovers of candles ,pains, and no gains.
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By Arcassin Burnham Boring days like this one wouldn't keep my silence dancing, boredom is like a cancer that could some times be annoying, blessings keep me hanging on like cats hanging in there, luck hangs by a thread and everyone just does not care, Dribbling thoughts in my head that makes me go insane, but this world is insane enough but i don't have to add to the flame, of an undying pain i feel when problems comes to my world, I could lose everything including the love of my girl, If the world wasn't so jacked up then it'll be like heaven on earth, but she just had to grab the apple from the tree , that's our worth, forgiveness is futile thats why you have to watch your back, Don't let the evils of this world throw you off track.
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Aug 8, 2017
Aug 8, 2017 at 11:15 AM UTC
Random Thoughts #1
By Arcassin Burnham feel the pain at every extent of your life, its nothing new to this game we play or a level of polite, this was always war in some of our eyes and even gods too, bringing destruction to countries that don't even need dictating stools, while we run around and do dumb **** for the amusement of seeing no rules, so laws can be enforced on us but its too complicated to prove, thinking back and growing up with issues, with more problems of being sat on like a church pew, praise his name in light for better virtues, we're all dogs on a leash with a bowl of social media to try to get us through, but thats not life and this ain't life either.... held up, so many, different, problems, i can't hide anymore.. caught up, in the, wrong things, when i, walk out of the door.. you could get a piece of my presence, looking to the sky,heaven knows i learned my lesson, But i gotta stay in between the lines unless i wanna be saved i know whats in store... A soul like you couldn't grow up in a world this cruel.. A soul like you could be more precious more than beauty its self.. A soul like you couldn't be more lovelier than ever.. A soul like you could carry me to new places.. held up, so many, different, problems, i can't hide anymore.. caught up, in the, wrong things, when i, walk out of the door.. you could get a piece of my presence, looking to the sky,heaven knows i learned my lesson, But i gotta stay in between the lines unless i wanna be saved i know whats in store.
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Apr 3, 2017
Apr 3, 2017 at 10:02 AM UTC
Held Too Many
By Arcassin Burnham feel the pain at every extent of your life, its nothing new to this game we play or a level of polite, this was always war in some of our eyes and even gods too, bringing destruction to countries that don't even need dictating stools, while we run around and do dumb **** for the amusement of seeing no rules, so laws can be enforced on us but its too complicated to prove, thinking back and growing up with issues, with more problems of being sat on like a church pew, praise his name in light for better virtues, we're all dogs on a leash with a bowl of social media to try to get us through, but thats not life and this ain't life either.... held up, so many, different, problems, i can't hide anymore.. caught up, in the, wrong things, when i, walk out of the door.. you could get a piece of my presence, looking to the sky,heaven knows i learned my lesson, But i gotta stay in between the lines unless i wanna be saved i know whats in store... A soul like you couldn't grow up in a world this cruel.. A soul like you could be more precious more than beauty its self.. A soul like you couldn't be more lovelier than ever.. A soul like you could carry me to new places.. held up, so many, different, problems, i can't hide anymore.. caught up, in the, wrong things, when i, walk out of the door.. you could get a piece of my presence, looking to the sky,heaven knows i learned my lesson, But i gotta stay in between the lines unless i wanna be saved i know whats in store.
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Even evil watches us and It stares at us just to prey On innocent people here And there and everywhere ... Evil's ugly eyes stay up all Nights' long and all days' Long just to prey on all of us ... That ugly evil creeps like An ugly snake just to prey On pretty souls everywhere ... That's the way with evil's eyes ...
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Feb 13, 2015
Feb 13, 2015 at 3:47 PM UTC
Evil's eyes