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Jun 2020 · 258
The lonley old man.
Poetic justice Jun 2020
The man lays on the side of the road,
Looking raggedy and feeling old,

Bandanna on his head,
And wearing ripped jeans,

His mind thinks back,
to the good times in his teens,

In the heat of the day,
He sits and he sings.

Only his guitar for company,
As he plucks at the strings,

In his hey day, he had lived like a king,
Now he sits alone counting his sins,.

Remembering all the people, who have come and gone,
Sometimes the days can seem so long,

In a blink of an eye life can change,
So be kind to other's, As you bask in your glory,

Don't be so quick to judge,
Because we don't know their story.
As t accidentally posted my draft of this poem a few days ago , I thought I'd post the finished version now. Hope you enjoy.
Jun 2020 · 74
Rhyme rap attack
Poetic justice Jun 2020
A little birdy told me, hearts and souls are mouldy,
Walk with me, talk with me on this journey of doubt,
You'll question people and you'll question the drought,
Of honesty people lie about, because it's time to scout,
For people of kindness on earth,
From birth, i think I've been cursed
It gets worse, as I rap this verse
I'm trying to explain how life can be complicated,
Because we're all intoxicated, muffled in fumes of disease and fleas that cling onto your skin,
Use the energy within, and repel them,
This is where your journey Will begin,
I've been searching for a moment or a pinpoint in time,
When these rhymes and lines, will be classed as divine,
As I perfect and refine,
I'm just wondering how many times,
I can assign the same rhyme , so all sit back with a glass of wine, whilst i intertwine every line,
Lyrics so evil I'm committing a crime,
Maybe I'll get a statue, maybe a shrine,
I need to switch it up so let's all decline,
But you'll remember this verse as one of a kind
Jun 2020 · 87
Untitled
Poetic justice Jun 2020
Words set my skin on fire, i feel my eyes about to flood, Breathing heavy from desire Bleeding ink instead of blood,  Gentleman poet Eloquent prose, Reducing me to become Another Bleeding Rose
Jun 2020 · 74
Listen
Poetic justice Jun 2020
"Pay attention, to her, she is trying, to show you things. Do not, ignore, or manipulate her, she's not a puppet, on a string. Remember, that she's been to hell, and back; and that all she wants, is for you, to thrive. But you need, to quiet down  long enough, to hear her voice. After all, she's the one; who survived."
Poetic justice Jun 2020
I turn on the tv, and what do i see
A bunch of politicians arguing, how could this be
A load of tossers jumping to conclusions,
Never knowing the full story,
They're all just assuming,
Corruption and lies is all we're consuming,
The media twists stuff,
Now this is getting confusing,
Where have the good people gone,
This must be an illusion,
This is a bigger problem than pollution,
Some of these idiots  missed out on evolution,
They would be more at home in a mental institution,
It's time to start a new revolution,
No point seeking retribution,
We get ******* everyday,
Who needs prostitution !
Jun 2020 · 74
Lyrical speech
Poetic justice Jun 2020
Whilst I'm standing still over this hill, I think of moments in life that gave me a thrill,

But I remembered the pain and I remember the chill, Of the cold dampened heart's that never seem to spill,

Love or affection, like it's protection they need during the question, should i mention you never gave me attention,

like the world's in one convention and I'm outside looking

in,

I grin, whilst I use these forces buried within,

To show people in verse what I mean, before the planet isn't green, before the seas collapse and wind is no longer a breeze,

We freeze in an ice block, tick tock, tick tock we stopped the clock

But nobody hears me so everyone listen up, Stop what you're doing and please raise a cup, For stopping global warming and extinction of animals, Because we're all valuables on this tiny speck of galaxies, Yet governments plan strategies, to profit from tragedies, They keep us all living in fantasies, but strike in catastrophes, So let's help our families and all become one, Before we've got none and everything we love and everything we feel has gone, Putting a bet on the apocalypse, odds are ten to none !!
Jun 2020 · 89
Untitled
Poetic justice Jun 2020
DON'T BE THE ONE TO BLAME, PLAYING THE CHEATERS GAME, OF SEEKING PLEASURE, IN SOMEONE ELSE'S TREASURE.
Jun 2020 · 69
Untitled
Poetic justice Jun 2020
Like ****** fingertip quills tapping upon keyboard parts, poetry starts from the bleeding inkwell of modern day poetic hearts.
Jun 2020 · 87
The old man
Poetic justice Jun 2020
The man sits on the side of the road,
Looking all raggedy and feeling old,
In the heat of day,
He sits and he sings,
Only a guitar for company,,
As he plucks at the strings
Jun 2020 · 84
Human blind
Poetic justice Jun 2020
We live in a world full of blindness, 
Everyone is looking, 
Yet lacking kindness. 
Selfishness has made us all crazy and mindless,
Nobody is willing to step up,
Instead acting spineless ,
Evil has spread and started to become timeless,
It happens more every day, 
And I'm starting to become tireless !!
The world has gone crazy due to selfishness,  greed and an unwillingness to accept each others differences!

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