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Mar 30
Mar 30, 2026 at 12:14 AM UTC
If you were death, I'd end it now to be with you,
Walk willingly into shadows, hearts alight, not askew.
If you were a plague, I'd be patient zero,
A willing martyr, your fervent hero.
If you were the sun, I'd risk the flame,
Burn to ashes just to whisper your name.
If you were the sea, I'd drown in your waves,
Surrender my breath for the solace it craves.
If you were a storm, I'd brave the gale,
Let your fury consume me, frail.
If you were poison, I'd drink you whole,
Let you seep into the marrow of my soul.
If you were a knife, I'd take the blade,
Feel the sharpness of love that will never fade.
If you were the night, I'd forgo the day,
To lose myself in your starlit sway.
If you were fire, I'd stoke the blaze,
Let it scorch me in unending praise.
If you were the void, I'd leap and fall,
Knowing your arms would cradle it all.
If you were hunger, I'd starve for you,
Feed on the hope your love imbues.
If you were madness, I'd lose my mind,
To wander your depths unconfined.
If you were chains, I'd wear them proud,
Bound to you, unyielding, loud.
If you were the heavens, I'd never land,
Soaring forever by your hand.
If you were despair, I'd embrace the ache,
For loving you is worth what breaks.
If you were silence, I'd learn to hear,
The symphony of your presence, ever near.
If you were the end, I'd start anew,
For every road leads me back to you.
No force, no fate, no star above,
Could sever my boundless, reckless love.
Mar 31, 2025
Mar 31, 2025 at 10:47 PM UTC
Queen
"Are not lashes, lashes still, the blood spill,
One in single tyrant's name, other more?
Those ten thousand's tyrants still, men or not."
Madman
"No," said madman, "one's justice, other's whim,
Either all are free or none really is,
In People's name, We all are Free By Laws."
Queen
"That's just another name of all hope lost."
Madman
"Still as People decreed, by People's Will"
Queen
"If ten thousand rule, you are despots all."
Madman
"No, If each one have say, then We're Slaves Not."
Queen
"Will you raise gallows till all are headless"
Madman
"Only till all of their hearts are spotless"
Queen
"To me that rings like howls of a mad crowd"
Madman
"They're sounds of chains ripped, crowns melted, bones ground"
Queen
"If ruled that way, city will surely rot.
You'll leave only graveyards" queen marked.
Madman
"Then, Rot shall be Tried under People's Laws,
What wonderful graveyards those will be"
Queen
"You are a pack of wet cats" Queen sighed.
Madman
"Watered by you, drawstrings drawn" he agreed.
Queen
"Your truth's so exact, they're means of unjust.
Yours sure are not laws, they are merely dust."
Madman
"If so They are For Us, By Us, To Us."
Queen
"Gods, you will devour us, till the last one."
Madman
"Like the oncoming storm, we'll quarter them.
Give me the right, you say, the laws and swords.
I will keep you safe till the storm has passed.
Then service becomes rule, rule tyranny,
Till lovingly yoke's fastened to our necks"
Queen
"What is this I hear, what's this horrid song?"
Madman
"A song of revolt, of rebellion!
Harsh, unforgiving, oh so glorious.
Just like the warm wine running through my veins.
You think us outnumbered? How many there,
of us and how many yours? Oh tyrants!
And for the lashes struck at our back,
Every last one will be called to account
if gallows must be raised for cobblers
and kings and devils and angels alike,"
With voice like flint, madman said "so be it."
Feb 6, 2025
Feb 6, 2025 at 7:01 AM UTC
Sometimes I want to disappear from view
You know to work on what I know I need to
Like being in the Breeze of What is Me
Without questioning if this decision is an extreme
Perhaps I hunger for more routine in life
Free from the sufferings and strife
To experience the sense of nothingness
And flow more mindfulness!
DLR
09/07/2024
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Jul 8, 2024
Jul 8, 2024 at 8:49 PM UTC
Nature responds by
extreme weather conditions
to man's transgressions
___________
May 12, 2024
May 12, 2024 at 11:39 AM UTC
What price adventure
When the risk outweighs the venture,
No dishonor not to start,
Merely you just being smart.
If compunction is the cause,
That adrenaline rush which draws,
Take a breath and think it through,
Is the only one affected - you?
Does bravery need be so foolhardy,
With reason as an afterthought and tardy,
When blind desire clearly trumps all thought,
For ego trips that can be simply bought.
Extreme tourism knows no other name,
Never quite the path to everlasting fame,
At best it gives a sudden winded rush,
At worst with Death itself you'll surely brush.
So many have regardless met such fate,
Gone far too soon before their fated date,
For every mountain peak or ocean deep,
Lie countless graves where mothers sadly weep.
Jun 27, 2023
Jun 27, 2023 at 9:38 AM UTC
“lay low”,
said the lilo
and stay slow
till the wind blow
go down
don’t drown
go on
slip along
stay afloat
in this boat
be brave
stay strong
drift and glide
hover and rest
ain’t it lovely
ride and slide
feeling alive
without a guide
or safety vest
Jan 31, 2022
Jan 31, 2022 at 8:26 AM UTC
I found me in the nuance
lost me in the extreme
reduced me to a shoebox
so you could be the star of the scene
breaking at the seams, seen this exact sequence in my dreams
angels always warning me of the person attempting to scorn me
Oct 24, 2021
Oct 24, 2021 at 6:49 PM UTC
The nature’s clouts
Stabs to make us sense
Her occurrence
Again and again
Yet again
Rumbling gales, shattering typhoons,
And life intimidating seismic activity
Mark us exceptionally anxious
About our breathes and there after
Lies a plethora of secrets
Yet to come,
Will blew us black and blue
Nostalgic about the noble timeworn days
I will someday make this
Turn into imagination from reality!
But up till than
We will have to writhe
Extreme hardship
And extreme hardship.
Jul 12, 2021
Jul 12, 2021 at 1:27 PM UTC
I'm not the better half,
I'm not the worst either.
Not that we are equal or same
You are just the best and the worst,
The first and the last.
I just lie between those two extremes,
Never to surpass my lower and upper limits.
Have you wondered what average feels like?
What insignificant or common tastes like?
Always being at the buffering state,
Neither acid nor base,
Neither hot nor cold,
Just lukewarm.
No distinct shape or colour
Not white or black,
Just grey.
This is my state of mind at the moment!
Not evil, not good.
Just there,
Lost in the shadows of time and space.
Weren't we all born special?
Aren't we all perculiar?
Is this just my speciality?
Never to be specially special but to be specially normal.
Counted as part the masses.
Never in the spotlight,
But the one behind the spotlight.
Do you care to think of me?
Jack of all trades they say,
Master at none
It seems hard to understand my plight;
Difficult to comprehend the sight.
You look down on me from that height
And you say, "YOU MUST BE ALITTLE ALIGNED TO THE LEFT OR RIGHT"
Sep 16, 2020
Sep 16, 2020 at 7:10 AM UTC
Wind has such range:
It is gentle enough
To make a hot day better
Or
Strong enough
To wreck havoc
I think people are the same
Each capable of both extremes
Jul 28, 2020
Jul 28, 2020 at 7:52 PM UTC
Love’s Extreme Unction
by Michael R. Burch
Lines composed during my son Jeremy’s first high school football game (he played tuba), while I watched my wife Beth watch him.
Within the intimate chapels of her eyes—
devotions, meditations, reverence.
I find in them Love’s very residence
and hearing the ardent rapture of her sighs
I prophesy beatitudes to come,
when Love like hers commands us, “All be One!”
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Apr 10, 2020
Apr 10, 2020 at 2:53 AM UTC
The dinner guests have all agreed:
"Why yes, we love the poor;
The softened little sunken eyes-
What's there not to adore?
The way they dress in raw distress
It's flaunted like Dior-
For heaven's sake, there's lots of steak
Who's for a little more?"
Now that the meal is over
The subject's come and passed
The dinner guests compare their crests
Sat smugly on their ***
Now that the sun is setting
The poor rise from the streets
It's time to stumble round again
And scrounge some food to eat.
Mar 9, 2020
Mar 9, 2020 at 2:01 PM UTC
You told me not to be “sensitive”
So here I am trying to deflect,
but I end up absorbing the pain of your words,
the intricacies of this world,
pretending not to care about what is said
and has happened.
I hold the tears in,
place a mask on my face,
and a lock on my lips
so that none would spill.
But now I feel numb
unaware of how I feel
and unable to cry.
Now, here you are
calling me emotionless.
I guess there was no in between;
either a heart of ocean
or a heart of stone.
Jul 24, 2019
Jul 24, 2019 at 1:19 PM UTC