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Failing at a game,
You did not even wish to play,
Conscripted into reality,
Without a say in such an act.
Play the game,
Or lose it all.
Vexren4000 Aug 24
A fire smoldering,
In the hearts of humans,
A dream?
A fleeting feeling?
A time to be remembered and a time to be forgotten.
Acting out of anger.
For the buildup is to great.
No home to run to,
No soul to confide in.
My only confidant myself,
And these silent stoic walls.
Vexren4000 Jul 6
Forced to stand silent, Time taking away
The youth of a child,
The wonder of a blue sky,
A box that becomes a house,
Seen through a lens of youth,
Fires of dreams burning brightly,
Fading like stars as times passes.

©BAS
Vexren4000 Jun 29
The blackened beating heart of man,
Oozing a dark sludge,
Coating the innocent, and the lost,
Covering them in a miasma of loss,
A lost soul
Stab the heart stab the heart,
Death becomes a lyric lark,
Run you can not the heart will find,
Run you can not the greed will blind,
Man and his black heart,
Born of animus,
Yet trying to deny,
Darkness in their own souls.
Hiding it with comedy masks,
Dancing upon a stage of crumbling dreams,
Feeding off the strong and hefty,
The weak and meek writhing and crawling,
Looking for another beings greatness,
To latch upon and make their own,
In some small lonely way.

©BAS
Vexren4000 Jun 13
The heaving Earth,
Writhing with competing life,
A contest of survival taking place on a blue, green stage.
Man bending land to his will,
Complicating the perfection of the food chain.
Mother earth weeping as man ravages her lands.
Crying silently into space.
with a pain no other planet can understand.

©BAS
Vexren4000 May 12
Alphabet soup,
And phonetically sounding,
The voices of preschoolers,
Echoing a teachers lead,
Learning skills,
For something not yet known,
All that was known,
Was the comfort of family and home.
Did we know then?
Our sense of peace would be taken away to crookedly rot?
I suppose ignorance was bliss.


©BAS
Vexren4000 Mar 16
Mystic places,
Locked away in isolation,
Human eyes may not go there,
Lain upon unsullied land,
Places found by humans gaze,
Usually will end the days of harmony,
The merriment of the forest spirits,
Broken by loud human voices,
Confusing compilations of ego,
Seep into the innocent trees,
Corrupting the soul of the land.

©BAS
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