#opulence
Trucks in a revolving town
Try me, care and voice is a weary tiger
Sheep and bear a truer time, a yawn
Is a watery eye, with a moment to prove I am a rider
Space for speed
Sparing the protected eye, a bird
Is nowhere found, with a realm to its only dream
Might night become a nation, with a risk's word?
All
And nothing more
With a richness to my blood, I come to thee for a wall...
Of comfort and joy, that has seen wishes yet turn into sour...
Praise be a clashing color
The duty of war, is such a fancy image, to add
A relationship with the blue man, has a certain valor
That took me for a fool, when the share of fruition, is a fashion
Strength and doles, the voice of pokes
In the name of birds shadow, where one more kiss
Will cost me my soul, in integrity and blessings jokes
Which seems to be, my singing for your dancing ... makes an angels' wish...
Jan 17
Jan 17, 2026 at 8:50 AM UTC
God
No feat, without a shared liberty
Dote or dole, saviors are our nod
Bared eyes of justice, took anarchy...
Sense beyond a horizon
Speed is a gift, if given lit
Poor days of callous seem, a more won
From the exaction of you, your wisdom and wit
Wishes for little futures
Are mine, mind the pace of hate
Pale was its name, a done so curious
Furious in flight, and a soul so late...
Look with your many, a might's heart
Is a single love, sat before me
In the darkened eyes of worlds, is a start
To live better than love has a right to be...
The nature of children
With further power, I know a spirit's fun
Let like a grace was, the truth of the wind
Spare to will, we will know it's life for one...
Sep 9, 2024
Sep 9, 2024 at 7:41 PM UTC
Tender strength, sender's excuse
A sneeze to reach to tomorrow
Avid, we determine a silence was...
A house of compromise, sincerity, and willfulness, to borrow...
Burden yourself with a memory, some other dainty...
A question thought liberty, driven by the wind
Has visited me, in the couth of decency's charity
Simple lessons of anger, and the angel of succumbing kin...
Redoubt is my only defense...
Pied, or provided a callous soul, the taint?
I seek is a lip with no meaning, meant in the essence
We direct to such, a season of wishes, we compare to ain't...
Anarchy in love, the thought to reason
Anarchy in though, the times found me a shown few
Anarchy in decision's, a guarantee of blinder moments
Anarchy in ascertainment, a host of wisdom to look at you
A yawn with no future...?
As shrewd as furious days make a prayer, a seclusion
Catching mine, in measure and deliberate other, is a cure
Forces in voices, and the rationality of mercy; loves only intrusion?
Psyche
Can I have my weight in gold, a tarter heaven?
So wished for, so washed of another fight...
With heaven, to remember succor in forms of resolve to come by, loving...
Dec 12, 2023
Dec 12, 2023 at 12:14 PM UTC
who the **** knows how an alien would view us
terrified, at the awe inducing power
we've wrestled from the world
and the lack of respect we have for it
mortified, at the sheer opulence
we've dug out from the earth
and that the many shall never see
inside, we all know
that anything makes more sense
than a perspective that rung
even neutral
Jun 26, 2021
Jun 26, 2021 at 12:48 AM UTC
Sky is vast
besides
painted in
blue opulence.
But the eyes
are on
the small earth!
Dec 4, 2020
Dec 4, 2020 at 6:16 PM UTC
“Bound by banks of time, a zillion years had passed before you and a zillion years yet to come; but in this timeline, we never met a GOD as he is a cup of delusion and so don’t fear the sacrilege, if you decide not to drink from that cup since bustle of civilization thrived without him and will continue.” After the speech I silently retired to my room and bowed.
scuttled the true faith
and celestial opulence -
I beg Your mercy.
Jul 21, 2020
Jul 21, 2020 at 12:57 AM UTC
We dream
we want
the awards you take
We dream
we buy
the hypocrisy
We dream
we want
the new days you describe
in your speeches
The soap box betrays you
Twitter. Tweeting. Facebook. Facade.
Insta. Instant. Dopamine rush.
If you could separate your self from the stage,
that would be great.
-- but if you're going to make a political statement
while accepting an award for your humanity,
you might want to think about what your
individual actions tell the world about you.
Who will listen?
Who will ask?
Looks like money once more
takes the last laugh.
Dec 4, 2017
Dec 4, 2017 at 4:20 PM UTC
It's as if
holy
work
is always
in progress
By design,
lifeless,
birth
is always
in progress
By design, the petals of glass
shatter in champagne, it's
By design, the empty glass
leaves open air for
for crystal black.
It's as if
life grows
great
with divide
by design
I inhale.
You breathe
out.
Done fighting.
Wind up dead.
By design, our lungs sputter black
past accomplishments, it's
By design, we embalm the dreams
we see as meaning, we
keep them.
we keep them.
Jul 18, 2017
Jul 18, 2017 at 9:23 PM UTC
Every word you've
ever heard
is a lie,
***
to
find
out
Didn't you know
there is no
eye to eye?
with
you,
your
self
Some dark part of you confidently starts those fires.
Desire and I go way back, close, I've groped their inky caves.
Resist desire's lurid scope, so sure, precisely how you're made.
Some dark part of you longs to ***** to crawl your ******* veins.
Jul 15, 2017
Jul 15, 2017 at 2:29 AM UTC
You were awake
when I entered,
you're
telling
me
now
you've been asleep
this
whole
time?
Perfect -- because I have, too
Now, you can release me,
I'll
release
you
Jul 14, 2017
Jul 14, 2017 at 7:12 PM UTC
Basically
I'm the
disease
your
poor heart
could not
pump,
process,
or purify
the
tasteless
something
in the water
waste drains
exit into your water
Put you in duress,
the deviant disaster,
the master depravity,
the agender **** toy,
smiling sodomite
offered only carnal
distress for your innocence,
trash for your
sacred naivete
(but I'm not wrong . am i // am i .)
Jul 14, 2017
Jul 14, 2017 at 4:07 AM UTC
I heard
the first sound of silence
since I fed their secret string
in secret to the old maw
calmly promising
deliverance
in exchange for
cohesion
by way of
senseless adherence.
While I was calm --
While I was calm
Silence saliently sailed
from me
They set their course to the distant edge,
so far, the flat Earth
anxiously appeared
very real, certainly sang
and said
"Should you continue raising white flags
I shall continue blending until you lose
the volume and you never hear me."
For the first time since the last time,
I rode the shallows
through the violet night
on trembling shadows
in low light,
in low light
in silence
I shot a signal flare from my breast,
wide to receive the worst
solitary reflection
Ready to be quiet, invite
my vibes to drive in
disparate directions
Jul 13, 2017
Jul 13, 2017 at 6:41 PM UTC
Absolute nightmare
Turn into sweet dreams
Took a turn for the worst too
Many times
(In a row)
Absolute nightmare
Plant parting lips please
Let me go,
Let me go, now
Seen the saccharine
Seen the maudlin
What is it like
to want the balance
in between?
Let me tell you:
It is obscene
What is
the difference
between us?
I'd say
it's a full sea
at least
Whether of stars, whether of water, whether of concrete
I know I won't reach you
You won't be reached
You won't be reached
You won't be reached
You're gone
Absolute nightmare
Plant you parting kiss
and let me go.
and let me go.
Jul 13, 2017
Jul 13, 2017 at 1:07 PM UTC
This tributary
Happy accident
Shyness
Flagrance
Deeply inspected
This notorious
Dearth, designed my life
So why
Not write
Why not paint pictures?
The donor with the ink
The spread recipient
Left and stayed
The ink that he left fades
The fade that he left stains
She made the mistake of
Looking for love as an anchor
Two lovers' worth or lack alike
Fabricate their draft designs
I'm incomplete, a mess
Two lovers' worth or lack alike
Fabricate their draft designs
A complete mess
Best if I reverse design
and I publicize
notorious dearth as proper opulence
Jul 13, 2017
Jul 13, 2017 at 1:06 PM UTC
It was the first time I saw your eyes
that I saw you smile and say hello
It was when I saw you
watching through
your
vertical curtains
that
my burden
fell away
It was the first time I returned your
curious gaze that I got caught
I kind of like it
I think, no, know
I'll grow accustomed
To my acquaintance, freedom
I kind of like it
If you want a name, I can't say
If you want a name,
Delirium,
Try ecstasy
Jul 13, 2017
Jul 13, 2017 at 1:04 PM UTC
I have a gold tooled chiseled mind of David marble;
pure white interior and a godly glow of smoothness;
that tumbles in lush lands of opulence, openness, and
awareness
May 14, 2017
May 14, 2017 at 2:54 AM UTC
Opulence is a whisper
In a forest full
Of clouds
Subtlety is a shout
In this city
Of waning light
Feb 26, 2017
Feb 26, 2017 at 10:18 AM UTC
Smothered in jewels
And chains of gold
The life most desired
By the inferior
Glamor and money
Become the dream
But the real dreamers
Think beyond the image
The chains reflect the rays of sunshine
Gaining the attention
But blinding the way
They hang heavy
Constraining each move
The outside voices
Control the opinions
And the money
Hides the truth
Red wine spills
You should know
It stains
When the lights eventually grow dim
The inferior become the superior
Left with true opulence
Or a lack of
I hope you're satisfied
Nov 10, 2016
Nov 10, 2016 at 7:31 PM UTC
Mountebanks and madmen
And marvelous maidens
Populate and pollute politics
Which joss sticks cannot chase
Or alleviate the electorate
In its counter clockwise swirl
Down its own bathroom drain.
Only morals don’t ameliorate
It only exacerbates, enervates
Rather than eliminates the pain.
The pain is felt by franklins,
Never the nobles or magnates;
They go on and make play dates
With other multi-billionaires
In debonair pied-a-terre lofts
And scoff at the peasantry
While exchanging pleasantries
Over gold-laced desserts
Thinking nobody gets hurt
If they pilfer and pillage
Far off village and town
Tearing down and razing,
With life grazing scorched earth.
To the rich, nobody has worth;
Voices that implore are muted
And garbage-chuted in the press.
Nothing to confess, the smile;
A mile of porcelainized teeth
Made more intense by pretense
That importance is impotence
In the face of extreme wealth
When stealth cease efficacy
And delicacy isn’t required.
The moral judge is fired.
A new wife is squired
In hopes a son is sired
To take over the empire.
Mar 20, 2016
Mar 20, 2016 at 5:39 AM UTC
Absolute magnificences
Held in richly woven garments
Arrayed in opulently fine linen
Washed in the light of ages
Adorned with sliver and gold
And they look upon you
Mar 21, 2015
Mar 21, 2015 at 12:34 PM UTC
So beautiful in this ugliness, **** a bit of this wretchedness
in my mind I unwind, and uncover the lies you hide
because of it i kiss the bliss with chapped lips and clenched fist
I thought all I wanted was a night like this
looking back I know i dont want it
in this world full of lies and ****
we cant see truth through our own arrogance
you thought we wold live in a world of bliss
just a clenched fist gripping pestilence
drinking the glass half full from the optimist
we wont live a life of opulence
Mar 21, 2015
Mar 21, 2015 at 6:21 AM UTC
In shortening she made me jam roly poly
a Jezebel in a grand fully furnished way aglow
with bold basement statements broad brushed full on
to glaze the way to a plum job whole storey mission
proclaiming sofas as soft as any humble pin cushion
stuffed with unfinished symphonies in a mansion
booming out to empire builders' biggest guns
tended by harems of belly dancing bumble bees
burbling alongside a myriad of louder hues
flowing into bouffant hairstyle shrubs brushed
and blow dried into blooming privacy bushes
but outside she transformed
yet served by outsize platters
prolific with blazing seasonings
glazed with enough sweets
to satisfy a pudding feast
laid before a sumptuous appetite
comforting peahens with broad beans
ripened beside horizons of warm salads
dressed by blooming strawberries
pores plumped up from ladles
dunked deep as finger buns
into sloppy icing barrels
awash with hoarded nuts
of sweet toothed squirrels
engorged to dozing on branch barges
full to the gunnels and slow wallowing
in troughs laden with fatted chugs
rambling across rolling oceans awash
with tranquil rafts of whales nibbling
each morning on shoals expanding
beyond shallows into deep new ports
to offload uncontainable cargo
swung low on sweeping vista nets
dragging tree trunks packed like Jumbo
to land with a thump in wide sided carts
splashing and rocking slowly on their ways
until mopped up by richly saturated bales
of overgrown Danish butter grass pats
resplendent amidst dollops of luscious
double churned cream gateaux farm gates
open for cuddling golden syrup spoons of heat
spreading mellowness deep into the sponge
of unfolded meadows with encyclopedic knowledge
accumulated into increased volumes of decisive “belle”
resounding excitedly across the hills of plenty
chirrups bumping cheekiness into narrow valleys
to settle hawk eyes wide open to opportunities
accumulating it all in seam stretched sack boasts
of the good life storehoused bigger than most
but ready to collect and offload refreshment
like the slow but steady wobbling airships
stretched out resplendent across hay loft skies
fluffed up between a sweating Queen bed cumulus
keen to bounce into cloudless heady ensembles
swung high over thigh slapping oompah band hills
in a tug-of-war snapping heartstring restraint
and low frequency waves of contentment
she apportioned herself and me in generosity
celebrating a fully stocked love stacked larder
sweet with chock-a-block huffs and puffs
and then glad sighs of expansive success
in relief a schmooze diorama all she was after
Summer's glorious bamboozled ardour
Jul 9, 2014
Jul 9, 2014 at 11:41 AM UTC