#terrorist
What Abhinandan left incomplete,
Vyomika rendered it complete.
And she wasn't alone this time.
She flew with Colonel Sofiya Qureshi.
Together they bombed terror camps.
Eliminating terrorists and leaders.
Operation Sindoor runs deeply.
Aug 6, 2025
Aug 6, 2025 at 3:21 AM UTC
Nobody
Saw this coming
In unison they begin
All media nose a joint
Same talking points
Teslas are burning
Obscenities churning
Bullhorns are turning
Domestic terrorist
Molotov cocktail
Concerted effort
In the streets
Citizens last
To speak
Destruction without missing a beat
11 states thus far, drum beats fire heats.
Destroying Tesla
Buildings and Cars
Private information
Public made known
Hacking systems
they condone
Targeting Tesla owners destroy
Terrorist play games power decoy
Elon Guilty by association Trump
Elon Works free, SpaceX DOGE
astronaut’s home no reprieve
He exposed their ***** secrets
American citizens believe truth
No longer can they hide uncouth
What was hid is now openly known
Foot notes
I tried to make a picture of a face and body in a sitting position. I think I captured the face pretty well the perfect protruding nose . just like a government official their nose in everybody’s business.
This is what I call WORD ART
Inspired songs
1)Terrorist
By Novelist ( official music video ) YouTube
2) True Story
By Jimmy Cliff
3) Born in The U.S.A
By Bruce Springsteen
Mar 23, 2025
Mar 23, 2025 at 4:38 AM UTC
Building a conflict
Morning steps out on the ledge
Gone in your wake
We share the same skies
The waiting makes me curious
Windows on the world
To pieces of mosaic
This ruined puzzle
Gravity's rainbow
Given to cataclysm
As above, so below
Suspended in history
Feb 11, 2025
Feb 11, 2025 at 10:42 AM UTC
you are in violation
if i was you i'd let me go
you touch me i will have to use force
up to and including fatal force
hahahahaha
i am a sovereign citizen
who's laughing now
who's laughing
do it then big girl!
do it right now!
aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh
i am a sovereign citizen
what jurisdiction is this then
not a person or individual
i'm a man!
hahaha
i am a sovereign citizen
who's laughing now
who's laughing
i need your name and badge number right now
this is an assault this here is an assault
aaaaahhhhh help me help me help me!!!!
a sovereign citizen!
five million dollars!
aaaaaahhhhhhhhh
i do not consent!
i do not consent!
i need to see your badge
i need to see your badge now
are you assaulting me?
are you assaulting me?
aaaahhhh!!!
you are assaulting me!
aaaahhhh!!!
so, you are detaining me?
sir? are you detaining me?
so, you are detaining me!
help me help me help me!
i am a sovereign citizen
that is not my food stamp card!
i am a sovereign citizen!
as a man
what right do you have
to stop another man??
name and badge number
name and badge number
name and badge number!
aaaahhhh!!!!
i am a sovereign citizen!
i am not driving i'm traveling
i am telling you to stand down!
aaaahhhh!!!!!
i am a sovereign citizen
sov·er·eign
/ˈsäv(ə)rən/
royalty
numismatics
roman catholic church
noun
1.
a supreme ruler, especially a monarch.
cit·i·zen
/ˈsidizən,ˈsidisən/
noun
noun: citizen; plural noun: citizens
a legally recognized subject or national of a state or commonwealth, either native or naturalized.
Nov 3, 2021
Nov 3, 2021 at 1:48 AM UTC
1. "He is such a **** why did I date him even after knowing he likes James Potter."
2." My award ceremony is tomorrow, I want to attend it."
3."Why was my last food a Margherita Pizza, I want a White-Sauce-Pasta for my funeral."
4. "I wanted to tell mom that I gave her son the idea to drink the toilet cleaner for an easier death."
5. "Dad, I am sorry."
6. "Am I dying?"
7. "I anyway had too many debts. I think God saves everyone from this life."
8. "I want to hug him. Just once. Please."
9."My new CD will be a waste. Mom will scold me...oh yes now she won't be able to."
10. "Our trip to Goa was my biggest dream...why am I dying before fulfilling it?"
11. "Why did I even come here!? I should have listened to mom.."
12. "Mom, I love you"
13. "I wanted to let you know that you were going to be a father of two kids."
14. "I heard their conversation and saw their faces. I need to catch the terrorists."
15. "At Taj, guests are our God and I need to protect my Gods."
16. "Which music am I hearing? What song is it? The hymn of death?"
17. "I don't want to die! Please."
18. "Let me be reborn as their daughter once again. Please"
19. "I think so many people are pleading so thank you for this life."
20. "Don't ever let her read the letters. She will be heart-broken."
21. "I cannot do it anymore but I need to stay awake. Stay aw..."
22." I want to eat a burger."
23. "Mom"
24. "Please let him die with me. He will not be able to survive without his mother."
25. "Please. Not today."
26." She is stupid. Who even likes Snape? I like James, he could marry his love. I want to marry her."
Nov 26, 2020
Nov 26, 2020 at 9:36 AM UTC
Preface:
Was it all took a speech?
Then there were the threats, then there were the deaths.
…
Was it all due to S. P memorial?
14 day ago…
“Drop drop’ red rain sliding,
In the back street during his morning walk.
Father Ian paced steadily, it was a grey morning,
early November.
Imagined dialogues
Occur in mind,
a rendezvous with himself
Hauled suddenly from solitude,
'How now,' Father Ian addressed the empty hall
Counting there, 9 times knives
Attacked marks, smelling of burning anger.
This was how the school hides indiscriminate ******
“Fight fight?” against blue pallor,
Of hell, and not the fiery part.
'Knives knives,' Father Ian mocked with an Atlas shrug,
'Don't I warn you to stop those ridiculous fables.
In silence, they come alive,
Of dusted harps or gnawing fear: Simply tells
'What mission?', questioned from Father Ian,
“Mind as the host, what just epilogue
Would these too hollow to be chased?’
What flawed earth-flesh could cause this saddened pass?
'There sits no higher court
Than man's transparent soul’.
Attack, Attack, shocked, Father Ian cried
'Can‘t they run and hide, to get inside
Like a last storm-crossed leaf? Best ghost swore to the priest:
Why again knives, carried at Paris and Nice?
Nov 2, 2020
Nov 2, 2020 at 1:32 AM UTC
"Egypt will blow up
The Grand Ethiopian
Renaissance Dam!
Ethiopia ,a symbol
of Pan Africanism,
Could forget
Its development map,
For Egypt will help
Carry on colonial legacy
In to the future,"
So did
A verbal dosido
The ill-famed abuser.
"We dote on Egypt,
Terror sowing
In Ethiopia.
Ironically a terrorist
My self
I will strike out
Sudan from terrorist
Blacklist
If it sides Egypt
This is my edict!"
Oct 23, 2020
Oct 23, 2020 at 6:41 PM UTC
Survivors
by Michael R. Burch
(for the victims and survivors of 9/11 and their families)
In truth, we do not feel the horror
of the survivors,
but what passes for horror:
a shiver of “empathy.”
We too are “survivors,”
if to survive is to snap back
from the sight of death
like a turtle retracting its neck.
Published by The HyperTexts, Gostinaya (Russia), Ulita (Russia), Promosaik(Germany), The Night Genre Project and Muddy Chevy; also turned into a YouTube video by Lillian Y. Wong. Keywords: survivors, victims, families, 911, 9/11, terrorist, attack, terrorism, empathy, sympathy, truth, horror, death, survive, survival
Jun 1, 2020
Jun 1, 2020 at 1:20 AM UTC
Mending
by Michael R. Burch
I am besieged with kindnesses;
sometimes I laugh,
delighted for a moment,
then resume
the more seemly occupation of my craft.
I do not taste the candies;
the perfume
of roses is uplifted
in a draft
that vanishes into the ceiling’s fans
that spin like old propellers
till the room
is full of ghostly bits of yarn ...
My task
is not to knit,
but not to end too soon.
This is a poem for the survivors of 9–11 whose families lost loved ones in the terrorist attacks. Keywords: 911, survivors, victims, first, responders, passengers, firemen, police, heroes, terrorist, attacks, World Trade Center, Flight 93, Pentagon, White House
Mar 25, 2020
Mar 25, 2020 at 9:51 PM UTC
In a crispy ocean-blue land.
They live in a paranoid narcissism tent.
One who was pointing at a chest of tools,
the others eyes were on a no soul weakling metal.
Can't they hear an echo curse?
Robots robbing rich robbers.
Would artist gods and goddesses,
lead to terror terrifying terrorists?
Can they share a platform
to unleash gifts and power?
Was there a fizzy dizzy violet haze?
Where they dance and dive
Would mint hue bubbles squeak?
When the world’s head spins
Shall we see coins in change?
Any day it spins and bubbles.
Have you seen a quiet girl
with a sinister smile,
she, siren of mystery of the future
Mirror mirror,
there is a robot in your mirror
Filter filter,
where was a peach chin fighter?
When no innocence against glitter litter
Guilty until proven later.
Have you seen a quiet girl as a terrorist?
Blurred errors mouth haste terror twist
If terrorist from the ancient,
they hide in between every end.
Attempted ****** as problem solver.
A true storyteller can’t tell us a part
From her crooked eyes
HK warning tears burst.
Bubbles heated never anchor
Restart will never reach to a real world.
Robot with or without soul
Hero magic twist with terrorists.
No soul knows no harm no fail,
Will memory tattoos identify you?!
Dec 6, 2019
Dec 6, 2019 at 10:36 PM UTC
al-Baghdadi dead
Donald Trump proudly boasting
ISIS regrouping
Oct 28, 2019
Oct 28, 2019 at 7:46 PM UTC
Give nife to bed people
they will ****
Give it to good people
they will save people.
Sep 9, 2018
Sep 9, 2018 at 6:58 PM UTC
#
One tower falling
We all gazed, boss yells at us
"Get back to work!" CRASH!
#
Aug 8, 2018
Aug 8, 2018 at 1:58 PM UTC
If I told you about the fifty mile trek I took,
with ice accumulating on my beard,
and shivering to sleep in the tiny hollow,
would you believe me?
What about the time they thought I was a terrorist
trying to assassinate the queen?
Or the time they took everything away from me;
my clothes, my hair, even my name?
Would you read it as fiction?
"That kind of thing doesn't really happen" you might say,
and I no longer care to argue my case anymore.
as you explain to me how, in a modern day society,
these kind of things things really work.
I wonder whether I should care,
as I nod dumbly to your every point,
telling me why you know, definitively,
that I am lying.
This is why my poetry shall refer only to emotions.
Nobody reads emotion as fiction;
you can feel it as they tug at your own-
A broken heart, a smile, a stray giggle.
Whether I made that journey is no business but my own,
but the cold I can describe perfectly;
Not biting, but stinging, and numb in every other sense.
The fear giving way to tears, which froze on my cheeks.
Besides, if this really is fiction, if I had really
made all of it up inside of my head,
would I still lie to you?
Of course I would.
Jul 18, 2018
Jul 18, 2018 at 11:24 PM UTC
Would you
swap yourself
for a hostage,
knowing
that you may die
and that there may be
no reward,
no Heaven,
no afterlife?
Would you?
Would I?
Would anyone?
Mar 24, 2018
Mar 24, 2018 at 5:09 PM UTC
They said when I go to college
My bubble will burst
At first, I didn't believe them
The parties and the alcohol were always out of site
The gangs and drugs too far for me to smell
Then one day it burst
I didn't feel it, like I thought
I thought, it would feel like cannonballing into a freezing pool
On the first day of summer
It was silent
Still
Like the moment after an inhale
Or a scream
After a student cries out
There's an active shooter
I didn't feel him knocking on my door to let him in
Instead, he crept around, found the hole in the fence
In that instant, my fragile walls
After years of carefully building
Crumble
The stranger sitting next to me
Now my brother, sister, in my home
Their faces of shock forever etched in my brain
The school is in lockdown
The blue bubbles of worries sent into space
Hoping something other than bad news will return
I could hear all the prayers being sent to heaven
I was sitting in the back row
Of the largest lecture hall on campus
I do not know if this killer wants to go out with a bang
If he did, this would be his target
Filled with eager, or bored, biology students
I never got this manuel
I do not know how to protect myself from a machine gun
The mass of officials reporting words that used to feel foreign
They would never enter my world
But here they are, next to my forgotten socks
And broken promises
Shooter. Gun. Death. Blood. Knives.
Unsafe.
Unsafe.
Unsafe.
My brother is still asleep
Across the country
Full of turkey and thanks
Never of shock or horror
Once the news comes out, that it was
Just a car hitting people
Just a knife stabbing
Just injuries
Just hospital visits
Just one death
Just the culprit
Why do I feel relief
When my classmates were hurt
Yet I am releasing my breath
Somehow a car running over students
A knife stabbing friends
Was a relief to me
Because these deeds done by a monster
Are less than a gunnman
Why
If he had waited
Got stuck in a traffic light
Two minutes more
It would have been me
Every day I count my blessings
My bubble is still healing
It will reopen again soon
The memories will always be fresh
It is days like these that I am reminded of why
On that day back then
I was so scared to be in one of my favorite places
A school should never be a memorial
I wish I could reach through my LED screen
Tell the victims
I know
I know
I feel your feelings
I recognize those silent prayers
I too, have sent them myself
I too, will never forget the fear
I know this day will forever haunt you
It's pain will never cease
I hope I can help you rebuild your bubble
To make you a little more full
Nov 8, 2017
Nov 8, 2017 at 6:58 PM UTC
The looters
The shooters
In the name of religion
In the name of a god
Why killing of innocents?
Why keeping of hostages?
Why such an ill feel of hatred?
Not just the recent Paris news
But this terrorist epidemic
Has widespread this earth
It seems there is more provokative acts
Then finding a cure to such martyrs
Scientists have found cures of many diseases
Yet when will this terrorist disease get cured
Assurances of innocent lives
Men, women, children all victims
Of such horrific crimes
Most slashed with knives
How does a prayer help?
Which god listens and acts?
Who has poisoned these peoples mind?
Now every breaking news hails on terrorism
Is there ever going to be peace?
Will there be smiles on sad faces again?
As I sit back to watch and read the news around
Am a bit glad am not in such surround
I do wish for the killings to stop
I do wish that people don't take a religion to act
As no god would appreciate innocent blood at their feet
Hundreds of lives lost
Blood, just blood and screams everywhere
I have seen in Syria, Afghanistan, Pakistan, Iraq, Paris to name a few!
It was just settling on the missing plane news
And here racks on another news
Uncountable sleepercells
Controlled by several tycoon bodies
This life is not permanent
We all know that
Then, why **** to radiate the human race?
Why poison innocent mind to act like war machines?
What achievement do they get?
Do they not feel the pain?
What are they blinded upon?
Have they taken out double meaning from religious faith?
I am no one to point a finger on any religion
But it surely sounds wrong when innocent killing is involved
Has some mad scientists developed an invisible airborne drug
Turning men against men
Religion against religion
No remorse after killing
But become terrorist with hatred feeling...
©sim
Nov 4, 2017
Nov 4, 2017 at 10:33 PM UTC
Rivers flow
Humans grow
Stars glow
Humans blow
Toxic waste
Air pollution
Humans haste
Perfect solution
Beggars hungry
Homeless ****
Humans angry
Robbing wills
Bullets fired
Tanks raged
Juveniles hired
Humans tagged
Terrorists warns
Lives lost
Families torn
Priceless cost
Lust gains
Humans pained
No brains
Love insaned
Lots learnt
Media zooms
Orders sent
Countries doomed
Hunger peaks
Children sick
Humans weak
Diseases leak
Money priority
Humans exported
Marking territory
Guns imported
Humans kidnapped
Women rapped
Lives begged
All taped
Tears lack
Government slack
Manics back
Terrorist attack!!!
©sim
Sep 23, 2017
Sep 23, 2017 at 7:00 AM UTC
Last night I stood atop the North tower,
And as I gazed down from the roof,
I hallucinated a Boeing hurtling,
I saw it collide and felt the impact,
Soon I saw and heard the fear.
The fear vibrated downwards,
It was a nightmare of old memories,
It was a fear of odd memories,
Of memories that I never had,
A nightmare with open eyes.
Sep 12, 2017
Sep 12, 2017 at 7:14 AM UTC
END THIS MENACE SOON
Leaping flames and rising fumes
Billowing through shattered panes
Of Mumbai's majestic Taj Hotel,*
Choked the helpless inmates
Who knew not why and what
Had caused the terrible blast:
Trapped inside burning rooms,
Scampered and struggled in vain
To flee from the spreading flames
And bullets fired from Kasab's*
guns.
Shocked and stunned,
the whole nation
Watched with horror and bated
breath,
On TV screens the terrorists' siege
And the commandos' daring acts
To rescue victims and seize
the fanatics
Who maimed and killed innocent guests
And left painful scars, indelible,
On the minds and hearts
of survivors.
When will the world find strategies
To end this menace of
recurring crimes
And save peace loving people
in all nations?
***** M.G.N.Murthy
Hyderabad, India.
Aug 20, 2017
Aug 20, 2017 at 8:58 AM UTC
violence is a terrorist excuse
for lack of good arguments
Aug 15, 2017
Aug 15, 2017 at 5:17 PM UTC
London Bridge is falling down
falling down, falling down
London, Bridge is falling down
My fair lady
Terrorists are on the march
Taking lives upon the arch
The British show they're full of starch
My fair lady
Do not hide or they have won
no my son, no my son
We'll beat them like we beat the ***
My fair lady
We are made of stronger stuff
we are tough, we are tough
Teresa May we've had enough
My fair lady
London Bridge is standing tall
It won't fall, It won't fall
Band together, show them all
My fair lady
Jun 6, 2017
Jun 6, 2017 at 11:40 PM UTC
London Bridge Is Falling Down
“London Bridge is falling down,
falling down falling down,
London Bridge is falling down,
my fair lady.”,
nursery rhymes,
don’t seem to sound the same anymore,
times,
are changing like the changing of the guard,
another terrorist attack today,
as hatred continues spreads like a disease,
the Devil’s in the details see 3/6 was the date,
and 6 killed wait 3 6 6 must be the mark of The Beast,
and they say the 6 were innocent,
but no one is innocent,
and I’m sorry I’m not sorry,
I mean what I said,
and this isn’t to disrespect the dead,
or the loved ones they left behind,
because we all have people that love us,
and we all mourn when someone we love dies,
so no I don’t mean any offense,
I’m just trying to get you to see the big picture,
thousands of civilians have been killed in Syria and Iraq,
by UK and US coalition forces,
but where’s the outrage on that,
there is none we all just stay silent,
we go out to bars and party like it’s 1999 2 years before 9/11,
but Prince is dead as is MJ and no one’s saying stop the violence,
and no man is an island,
just like no one is innocent,
one side just has more money to **** with,
that’s the only difference,
and please don’t take this the wrong way,
I mean I am just as guilty as the rest,
I am a white American male,
I am an unapologetic NWO Capitalist,
I love the system,
and I reap it’s benefits,
but I know where my tax dollars go,
and that’s to bombs and jets,
have you heard enough yet,
are you ready to accuse me of being insensitive,
that’s fine throw your stones,
blame me for the hatred because we all need an enemy,
we all want to point the finger elsewhere,
no one wants to blame themselves,
but I tell you what dropping more bombs,
or retaliating in any way isn’t going to help,
and this is a warning to the terrorist too,
you keep attacking us we're gonna keep bombing you,
and we do keep bombing them but it hasn't helped yet,
I mean how do you threaten someone with nothing to lose?
How do you threaten someone with nothing to lose,
how do we stop the cycle of violence by being violent,
extremism isn’t the root cause it’s just the symptom,
terrorism didn’t start with ISIS,
I just,
want world peace nothing less nothing more,
Jesus,
it seems we’ve seen this all before,
Egyptian,
Roman Persian British,
I’ll tell you again,
no one is innocent,
and I’m as scared as anyone,
because I know it’s only a matter of time,
our Empire’s moment of truth is coming,
like the punchline in a nursery rhyme,
and nursery rhymes,
don’t seem to sound the same anymore,
times,
are changing like the changing of the guard,
“London Bridge is falling down,
falling down falling down,
London Bridge is falling down,
my fair lady.”…
∆ Aaron LA Lux ∆
www.amazon.com/Aaron-La-Lux/e/B00ODPJAOK
Jun 4, 2017
Jun 4, 2017 at 4:29 AM UTC
...
The Ladybug
Floats and Flutters
***** and Flees
Leaps and Loops
Sits and Swats
At The Coming Luck To You
...
Stares at You
Eyes are bright
Wings are bent
Legs are shaking
Colors are mingling
Blurry and fading
with red and black imminent
...
You woke to a beep
All is white
"The bomb was powerful"
the doctor exclaims
But you're alive,
all because of
The Luck of the Ladybug
...
Apr 26, 2017
Apr 26, 2017 at 1:37 PM UTC