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I open the blind as eyes are wide open When u blink u sink in my brink I Seether around inside thy vacant dark mind I ignite thy insides with my golden wand My toung is gold my words are jewels Decorate thy mind and decalciphy that first eye We all serpents in God's clothing Our shed skin is pure clay and dust with fine rocks.
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Nov 28, 2020
Nov 28, 2020 at 8:10 AM UTC
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You were sweet, yes. I won’t be the poet who compares you to honey for it, but yes. You were honey. But not for your sweetness; honey– Not in spite of your acid, but because of it. You are the gods painted in our imperfect, mortal image. In your mortality, in your burning In your acidic, golden eye. Honey. -
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Feb 10, 2020
Feb 10, 2020 at 10:13 PM UTC
A. Honey
I am invisible when I ascend But visible when I descend I sustain every living thing, I am what spawned forth The firmament I run but I have no legs And I clap but I have no hands What Am I?
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Mar 23, 2019
Mar 23, 2019 at 6:41 PM UTC
The Poetic Riddler
After a protracted time I’ve come to realize Why you and I Could never work. I could feel it, Each time I held you close, It was all in front of me Portrayed by your eyes I could see it Your eyes betrayed you Even under an overdose, With your comatose I could see my loss Floating on the waters Like a putrefying corpse Your stench haunted my days And darkened my nights But the pitch black night finally vanished And the thick black cloud vaporized. I realized how pulverized I was, As I envisioned why we could never work, What went wrong, how it went wrong and when I felt wrong… When you told me to be strong And asked me how long I could wait for a ratchet Only then I would have never, Never promised you a single second of my time cuz All you ever made me do was commit crimes in the name of love That’s why we could never work For a dog can never be a soul mate with a wolf A monogamous creature betrayed by a polygamous animal What a shame for a god like me to lust after a dog like you I should have seen it But how could I when grief was my poison? The venom which took me from the height I fell And only came to realize I have to fly high in the sky asking none why For eagles can’t soar with filthy vultures How I hate what I once soul craved won’t adore dirt in flesh sepulchers And death from a ***** I once hotly pursued in lust not love. WOLFURIC # 1
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Jun 29, 2018
Jun 29, 2018 at 6:39 PM UTC
Why We Could Never Work...