#russell
When we see what some people are dishing out,
we know what Bertrand Russell was talking about:
"The stupid are cocksure, the intelligent full of doubt."
When you meet someone who thinks he's clever,
but seems much too confident in his endeavour,
and talks to you non stop and forever and ever.
When he acts like a prophet defying convention,
never admitting a lack of comprehension,
promptly has a cure for everything you mention.
When he hands out his advice on a silver platter
convincing you that his opinions matter,
you can be certain, he's as mad as a hatter.
Jul 14, 2021
Jul 14, 2021 at 3:53 AM UTC
Done with fake friends
Acting as if the game care
They put us in lifelong dreams
Yet they dumb us when exhausted
Pushing us into dungeons to silence us
I’m done with being used-
Like I’m used to being used
Life has its way I guess I’ll die before I get a friend for me
A friend to hold onto my stupid self
Sep 13, 2019
Sep 13, 2019 at 1:37 PM UTC
My memories are jolted by you,
They come back in the form of someone else,
I know the feelings are weird but I can’t stop
Sep 13, 2019
Sep 13, 2019 at 1:55 PM UTC
Death come my way,
Show me how you choose your next victim
Or should I say visit ,
for you do it over and over,
Show me how you view life ,
As a friend or as an enemy,
Show me how you view this world,
Do you envy lovers,
Do you envy the successful,
Or is it space you create for others to grow,
Tell me why people fear you,
Tell me why you never warn,
Or maybe I should say why do you disturb most of the people I meet
Why do you have to disturb their minds,
Why knock at a young age,
Why look for fame,
While everyone knows how powerful you are,
Why take the beautiful while you can’t marry them,
Why take the productive while you can’t make them work,
Why take the loyal while you can’t make them loyal,
Why give them suicidal thoughts while you know we need them,
Why give them stressful mind while you we need them make us happy ,
Why give them evil thoughts while you know even no credit comes to you
Or I’m I asking the wrong person,
Or I’m I asking the wrong question,
Or I’m I asking for the wrong people,
Please leave my people alone,
Let them love me,
Let them be loyal to me,
Let them put their energy on me,
Let them think of a future with me,
Let them go
OR I’LL COME FOR YOU FOR YOU KNOW WHO I SERVE ........
Sep 13, 2019
Sep 13, 2019 at 1:57 PM UTC
You feel it,
I feel it too,the sun is fading away,
The rains come down but never hit our foreheads,
The wind is the only one left ,but it’s more stronger than it was,
The learned say that the earth is moving more slowly,
The righteous say that the end is coming,
The old say that their time is coming,
But what about us? There is always tomorrow,more drinks,more fun,more blasphemy,
Those in their own worlds plan to build a new world on mars,
Those with power pass bills legalizing the illegal,
But here we are following them like loyal dogs,
Letting men be gay like bonobo monkeys,and still see themselves normal
I wasn’t speak of the women but it doesn’t mean they are right
They bleach to look like these people yet the babies tell it all
Children doing what the aged even can’t yet they say times do change ,
What about the blacks ?still trying to cling like an ant in a fast-flowing water to their principals but for how long,
Will I marry a woman or will I choose a man,
Will I be faithful or will I look for the virus,
Will I pray or will I go astray,
Will I work or will I worship to get money,
Will I .........………
Questions about what I will do,
I’m here for the true AFRICAN MAN
I’m here for the true AFRICAN WOMEN
AM HERE FOR AFRICA
We fight for our principal
That’s why am looking for a woman to love me without any western influences on money,
I’m here for an African job, principal for the western culture has failed to hide their vices
Sep 13, 2019
Sep 13, 2019 at 2:00 PM UTC
I feel like I should write today,
But I lack my confidence ,not that I’m shy,
But because you never believe in me,
Never even gave me a pen or a paper,
Never gave me a chance to pour my feelings,saying that poets are weak,
And I will write,
Of how sad it is to live as a poet,
Of how it is hard for a poet to express himself through his tongue,
Of how it is hard for a poet to relate with others through his mouth,
Of how a poet has to suffer in silence just because of his courage,
Of how a poet lacks the love of a spouse because no one loves to read,
Or maybe I should write
Of how HUMANS despise poets, saying that they are weak,
Of how HUMANS hate poets,saying that poets only see the dark side,
Of how HUMANS pessimistically criticize poets ,saying that poets lack emotion
Of how HUMANS dump poets,saying that poets carry bad omen
Of how HUMANS misuse poets,saying the world is for the strong
Or maybe I should write about me,
Of how being a poet can make you feel as an OUTCAST,
Of how being a poet can make you lack friends because you are a lone walker,
Of how being a poet can push you to die with loneliness inside,
Or maybe I should have never written
~RUSSELL~
Sep 13, 2019
Sep 13, 2019 at 2:02 PM UTC
It’s nighttime again,
I can see the million stars far away ,
They remind me of someone,
Or should I say of some lost soul,
Just as the stars are beautiful is that soul,
And yet as far from me is that soul,
It’s morning again,
I feel the warmth of the sun,
Yet also it reminds me of a not a lost soul-
But of a pearl -
How it shines,how precious it is,
Yet how rare it is—
It’s noon again,
I can see my short shadow,
It makes me laugh out—
But it also reminds me not of a pearl ,
But of life-
How funny it is,
Yet it too short—
It’s evening again,
I can see the sun setting,
I enjoy how it looks -
Red as blood no———
Red as embers of fire,
It also reminds me of not life,
But of humans,
How hot they are
Yet they burn you to the ground—
I guess I’ll have to travel again,
So as to see the seasons-
How they crush into each other,
So that they could remind me of anything,
Because I believe—
I believe the light is coming—
Coming to return everything—
Everything that the dark stole
RUSSELL
Sep 13, 2019
Sep 13, 2019 at 2:03 PM UTC
What’s life?what’s this life?
What’s behind this lie?such a great lie,
At birth is when it begins,they say a beautiful child but when it grows up what a monster face it develops,during breastfeeding still being fooled while all they want is for you to be silent for peace in their ****** souls then fooling you to go for the sweets,just to make you walk so as to remove a burden of carrying your forsaken body and when you walk they give you work fooling you with three meals a day. And when you grow your teeth they take you to school asking you not to joke and work hard while all they want is what you get at the end of the torture. When you fail the spank is the only truth that engulfs your childhood. When you grow up they still fool you to go and get a spouse. That’s where the greatest lie manipulates and and lays its eggs to hatch and become more mutant. A life full of arguments a life full of mistrust a life full of doubt coming each day home just to add salt to the wounds two great enemies under a single roof and their offsprings as fuel and spectators to this war full of battles never won where no one knows what will happen next while no one takes precautions where anything can happen but none is afraid where the masculine show their ego and their counterparts which weaker power but a spiteful mouth that acts as firewood to the never ending battles. And still lie to the offsprings each feeling right and offsprings get lies from both sides
Get a work and still the boss lies to you and all he wants is a profitable business so as to stuff his *** that ingested all junk
And when you die they still lie of how good you are while you mishandled women while you looked down on innocent men needing your love they lie of how pure you are while all the ears know what a *** you were.
Look at me speaking as if I was born in the 80’s while am only 18 speaking as a priest while am not different in any way speaking of life while I have a dead heart in me speaking like a married man yet still looking for my first love but still I have nothing to ask for forgiveness for my pen ain’t faulty
RUSSELL
Sep 13, 2019
Sep 13, 2019 at 2:05 PM UTC
This is straight from my heart,
Hope you believe me,no one can stop us,
We’ve got the energy in our body,
Unity in our minds,love at display,haters at our dispose and the world at our feet,
But I can only live my life,
For you only judge a book but never open the pages,
Deep down you’ve got a fire that you feed with darkness and the embers are turning you into a monster but you also get hotter ,
Begging you everyday to reason with me is now a prayer that’s like a dead idol I’ve been trying to pray to never getting enough,digging down my pockets taking all that I have never understanding it’s not easy for me,
But still like a deaf dumbfounded boy i still love with all your flaws and sins because that is my way of giving compliments
Girl there is a difference between girl I need you and I want you,girl I need you beside me. At least even if making you happy will take me to the grave hope that you’ll bring flowers to my grave and take your dinner at the fence
While am gone hope you’ll find someone to treat you better because I see the devil in your eyes I can see the wolf at your door fighting for a hollow crown in a kingdom of one where you want to play god
I wish that you leave a bunch of roses so that I won’t give up even when am gone so that I can pay any prize to be in your arms again coz I’ll be with you even where border try to keep us apart burry me where when the urge is strong I can rise to be in your arms again even though you’d cause my death
Sep 13, 2019
Sep 13, 2019 at 2:07 PM UTC
I do this for you even if there is no us
I do this for us even if there is no you
You are my trust even if it ain’t a must
They say it’s a curse but I don’t mind even if it causes a fuss
It’s true I have trust issues but you are my trust
Love is a beautiful thing but yours is more than that
You are my inspiration I think you’ll **** me
I’ll go crazy fighting for your attention you are a queen without a king or with I don’t want to know but let me try
Maybe my pen won’t last forever but for your love I’ll wait forever
I love more than anything you deserve more than diamonds
Sep 13, 2019
Sep 13, 2019 at 2:12 PM UTC
I love HER
like my spine she supports my day
She is cool but hot tempered
She doesn’t care about life full of her spirit
The ego in her pushes her through all the pain
She’s never sad ,smiling to every soul
She has the world on her feet as she stands ,
Her sight makes even the devil stop tormenting lost souls,
She’s stronger even than the devil quicker than lightening sleeker than an eel,
Soft like sleek sounds like an angel,
Cooler than icebergs shining like stars ,
Ooh she has this character that **** my manners ,
And also she has everything on her hands she raises dead hopes ,
I’ve never seen her cry but I guess she’s got eyes like marble maybe when she cries they sparkle ,
She has this sweet face but a heart of a lion,
I’m now a puppet for her I’d **** ,
Maybe she’s ahead of her time,she should prolly wait,
She’s Salem’s finest she has bewitched me,
In the midst of all this she got a cold heart,
Does she love?
Does she see me?
I know I said I only needed my mama and my mental health but she broke it all,
I crave for a cuddle,like a baby sleep in her arms,
Who’s her crush?
Who’s her crew?
What does she like?
Do I look good to her or Thanos phenomenon blinds her?
What has she been through?
Is it luck or just one of my tempters?
She has assassinated my heart ,
I can’t love a wrong person but if it’s her take me in ,
But I ain’t lucky so it’s just a dream and long it will pass but I long for a chance
May the world say yes and my heart win her soul
BUT DOES SHE LOVE???
Sep 13, 2019
Sep 13, 2019 at 1:35 PM UTC
She doesn’t love she is just happy
Only fools fall but to her even giants have no chance
Ever felt that anything was possible under the ****** sun yet you know tis’just a silly dream like you didn’t acknowledge the cloud’s presence
Like a demon I fear angels wish I could have learnt this before I persuaded heaven gates to open
She doesn’t hate she is just a **** that blinds me like the ***** has powers
She doesn’t keep her faith she is just there to be carried like a coconut on the salty sea going with the breeze
****** up even before my dawn like I worshiped the moon and didn’t swear pledges with the sun
Aimed at the star for ignition yet I am just a coal
Like a poor man I forgot that I was a bustard aimed higher than I could scale
My saliva now chokes me down to my true self
Thought I was moving on yet I didn’t know the ****** direction
Directed my own film yet irrationally didn’t man up to watch my **** in the theater
Sep 13, 2019
Sep 13, 2019 at 1:33 PM UTC
There in the belly of the city
Way down there where it's dark and gritty
Lives a very complexe man
There in his Window he stands
Watching the atrocities that parade down his street
He's seen the dealer's and the junkies meet
The homeless that set at their feet
The thugs that prey on the weak
Children abused, made to be meek
It plays out every day of the week
He's seen it all
He's watched humanity fall
It's hard for him to digest
On this life's problems his mind rest
He knows there's not much that he can do
He watches and writes it all down, he's one of the few
Sent to bear witness to the inhumanity of man
To make us think of where in this life we stand
Yes he is a poet
He's watched it all and wrote it
He has a big heart
Which makes it hard to play his part
Of watcher in the tower
As those below cower
But his calling, well that he is sure of
To watch the dying of love
To watch the darkness closing in
To watch all of man's sin
To sound the alarm
Of humanity going wrong
He stands at his Window and cries out
But no one pays attention to his shouts
So he soaks the page with ink and tears
Hoping that at last somebody hears
©Pauline Russell
Apr 24, 2018
Apr 24, 2018 at 8:18 PM UTC
It's hard living in a world where no one cares
While your smothered and shallowed by despair
Sitting here wondering why I was born into this place
Not wanting to be part of this sad human race
Where money is the great and powerful Oz
It doesn't matter what's the cause
I look and see their hearts have grown cold and calloused
Everything is so off balanced
There is no more unconditional love
No loving help from up above
We have been abandoned
The trumpets have sounded
Humanity has been stripped of it's compassion
Empathy is in short ration
Gone are the ways of old
To these values we no longer hold
Now it's I'll do for you, if you can do for me
That's not the way it's supposed to be
But everyone's eyes have been closed
Their souls have become thorny and cold
We are no longer judged on our thoughts and actions
But by how much money we have for the coming attractions
For if we don't have enough to pay
We become part of the play
We are condemned to be the *****
They feed to the machines of war
©Pauline Russell
Apr 23, 2018
Apr 23, 2018 at 11:48 AM UTC
There was a bird that grew up caged
It didn't know it should be enraged
It had seen other birds fly
Thought to it's self "they are going to die"
For from what it had lived and witnessed
It thought they must have a sickness
To make them fly
Way up there in the sky
In it's cage it was quite content
Never knowing what for, it's wings where ment
So it thought the other birds where more than bent
Are you like that little bird
Thinking that flying is quiet absurd
Are you locked in a cage of your own design
Content to live your life so confined
Take a closer look and open up your mind
© Pauline Russell
Apr 15, 2018
Apr 15, 2018 at 8:35 PM UTC
I can feel the monsters skull trying to break out
I can feel the snout slowly growing stout
I can hear the growls deep and fearful start
A crack of all the bones, a moving of the parts
Writhing in pain falling to the ground
No longer can a human form be found
Why are you braced to run
Don't you want to have some fun
After all you called it out from me
When you made my emotions bleed
You was so very **** obstinate
Now turn and face the consequence
He licks his lips, he can taste your lies
He stares intently into your eyes
There is nothing he can't find
Nothing can you hide
Looking you over
He takes a big sniff of your odor
He takes your face in his claws
To him you must plea, he makes the call
Are you worthy of me at all
For my Monster won't rip, won't tear
He'll simply make you miss what use to be there.
©Pauline Russell
Apr 13, 2018
Apr 13, 2018 at 5:33 AM UTC
I am no one
I'm but a pun
I am nothing
I'm but string
I am naught
I'm but rot
I am an outsider
I'm but a cypher
I am an introvert
I'm but dirt
Just a splatter
On this life's platter
©Pauline Russell
Apr 13, 2018
Apr 13, 2018 at 5:29 AM UTC
I went down to the sandy bay
Just to watch the water sway
I chased the tiny ***** at play
Sitting on the sand to enjoy the view
***** closing in, quickly withdrew
Dimonds twinkling on a field of blue
Sea gulls screeching a hello
Eloquently they ride the winds flow
As off to the sea they go
The small waves start to dance
Sun and water have such a romance
Everythings perfect at first glance
To speak of this is quite taboo
Even in paradise things are askew
There in the waters deep deep blue
In the darkness or brightest place
Monsters of all kinds still give chase
They inhabit every single space
There is no heroes, they've all died
There is no need to wail or cry
No comforting can be applied
There is no one left to intercede
Come and have a seat by me
We can witness the ocean bleed
We will sit and watch the scene unfold
As they greedily munch down soul after soul
Plainly now all can see, we never did have control
©Pauline Russell
Apr 12, 2018
Apr 12, 2018 at 7:02 PM UTC
A man of pain
A man of Cain
Entered my life
Like a two edged knife
Fist decorating with bruises
There is no release, he refuses
Sleep is denied, mind turns to mush
No escaping, till my breath is hushed
My death is there within his eyes
Air shut off, harshly denied
Hands wrapped around throat
Till mind shuts off, then floats
©Pauline Russell
Apr 12, 2018
Apr 12, 2018 at 7:14 AM UTC
Late last night within my dreams
Chasing the wind, it showed me scenes
How it carved the mountains steep
Made the canyons very deep
Showing me cities centuries old
Glittering in the sun layerd in gold
I watched as the wind carried the sands of time
Burying the cities up, it felt like a loss it felt like a crime
I chased the wind so very far, I had to know
How do you pick where and how hard to blow
"Child by now you should see
I am not in control of me
Like every force of nature, we harken to His voice
What I do is His choice
From the gale winds that tosses ships
Or tornados that through communities rip
I'm the cool kiss on a soldiers sweaty brow
At their feet I spread the sent of death so foul
I touch every single blade of grass
Flowers nod a greeting as I pass
I do my masters bidding without question
Every single thing is but a lesson"
"Brace my friend, Your Winds of change are about to be
You'll no longer have to go chase me
Begging the creator to let it be good just this once
To let you taste happiness and joy in abundance
Through way to many years I have watched you cried
It saddens me all your tears I have dried"
Though you will look but never see
You will always fell the essence that is me
I was your first breath of life, that first pain filled cry
I was there every step, every stumble along your journey, I promise to be your last sigh
©Pauline Russell
Apr 11, 2018
Apr 11, 2018 at 4:30 AM UTC
Onslot of drugs
Have left a hum
A constant buzz
A steady strum
Reverberating
Obliterating
Exhilarating
Exasperating
Saturating
and
Accelerating
the
Evaporating
Liberating
now
Incarcerating
©Pauline Russell
Apr 11, 2018
Apr 11, 2018 at 2:04 AM UTC
Today she gave her last **** her last care
Watch as she dangles and dances in air
Better watch closely, better watch fast
It will be over as quickly as a glance
©Pauline Russell
Apr 10, 2018
Apr 10, 2018 at 9:54 PM UTC
If only my loved ones knew how hard I've fought
If only they knew all the directions I've sought
Agony finally overcame me, now out on the rim
I hope they know my last thoughts are of them
©Pauline Russell
Apr 10, 2018
Apr 10, 2018 at 9:50 PM UTC