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George C Jan 2014
A man lonely and so cold,
Trying hard to grasp an aura
He assumes to trust to not reveal the hidden,
Until unknown souls spot the flaw

Abruption,
Cowardly thoughts he fails to hold back,
Paranoid, so paranoid his nerves become barbed,
His mind darkened as he's blinded,
His words cruelly reversing any remaining trust,
His screams so beyond chilling they sear the mere
Love left in a heart

Though only so few understand to not blame,
To not blame a man ensconced by a cold world,
Only trying to survive with a fire he himself sadly creates
So I'm looking at my city
In pity
Being lured by these celebrities
That don't give a **** bout thee
They only doing it
Because they were told
Them challenges growing old
I challenge them to put up a real price
But if they did it'll cost them their life
So back up unto my bayonet knife
You fools so trife
Thinking you got me fool
But your merely a tool
Them secret societies
Gotta keep eying thee
Cuz you'll never bite the hands
That feeds
Say it's from the heart
But behind closed doors Its really greed
Since we can't seem to stop the corruption
Know that hurricane Harvey was planned for abruption
Out the blue gas prices blew
At the time of a crisis
Now I bet they'll somehow
Link it to Isis
From the megachurch
To the where the hobos lurk
It was a disaster
But tell how they became sword masters
Words that is magic being done
And nobody seems stunned
Its all a game and we the pieces on the chess board
Controlled weather
To bring us together
Millions of homes damages
Only to find out
You got no flood insurance
Another way to pay
a tax
Willfully without a say
Then they say
The american peeps wanted it that way
And who are these people's
They them the ones who control
The spoils of the earth
Who put you in debt before your natural birth
Cursed a demonized monetized
Right before your eyes
Hopefully you'll realize
They visualize your capital lives
Wake up and read in between the lines
Because our souls are on the dotted lines
Nicholas Oliver Feb 2011
I dreamt of an orchard where the autumn leaves fall,
And the breeze that carries them away.
Where out ghosts run wild, fed to be free,
Hand in hand in the ocean’s spray.

Dreaming of the day we vanish with no trace;
The sun swells the desiccated grass,
And the smell of that fresh ocean’s air
Exhalts towards freedom at last.

Fearing the notion of inevitability;
The knowledge of having to wake up.
Promise me that: if we do what we choose,
Then we will choose to never give up,

On our disregard, as we prance through the yard.
Through the abruption my words become clear,
That our subservient minds become fundamental,
And that Utopia is all up in here.
sinandpoems Sep 2012
Carcass
****** carcass
Was this by my hands alone?
I can feel my gums peeling apart
And the secretion growing ever fiercer
Maybe it’ll happen when I’m in a peaceful slumber
The hairs on my arm won’t even prickle up to warn me
It’ll be as abrupt as
Deaths
Abruption

I’m not trying to be witty anymore
I’ll look into his cold grey eyes
And find nothing but white blankets of snow
Where no soul has ever walked
I won’t be the first
No I’ll just sit and remember
My belief in what was tangible
Sprit breaks apart
At first
Fierce like a Chinese dragon
Only to scamper away
Scared
Like a small bunny rabbit

Don’t take pity
**** me before I find myself comfortable
White picket fences won’t be able to contain my restless body
I’ll find myself leaping through every canyon’s crevice I can find
Or I’ll pass my time against Anytown’s alleyway walls
Bottle after bottle
Empty and obtuse
Resting diagonally against my pretzel stick legs

No I won’t give a ****
I’ll probably never love any human soul
I’m stumbling and spiraling and laughing and cursing
And through my kaleidoscope all I see is my own empty void
Black and eerie and foreboding
Coming to aid my crucifixion


Love
Love
Love
Love

I found it in the sewers


Where rats die and **** and **** flow seamlessly
itsall iwrite Aug 2018
trolley for village deal  03.08.18

do you remember school
home work dreaded
easy for those with brain calculator tool
now arrogant flash and big headed.
home work was studied
not like mine on the never never
it prevents the truth being muddied
get a well paid job like john, alastair or trevor.
dedicated to profession
doing the mile that's extra
if some ones got a confession
teeth chattering like hannibal lecter.
who will investigate
even if me and bill cancelled engagement
just like the leveson calculate
can i strike a village arrangement.
don't want to highlight corruption
won't do no advert on instagram
from pgang and my village was abruption
its my life not a london programme.
can i please  have permission
you all no i read the lego trace
the love of my life to destroy was  phillips mission
if yes the trolley incident gone with no trace.
I may be knocked by trolley or even off it but I am not explaining poetry. you suckers have to work it out.
Living life lavish, journey through the mind of a sane savage,
Like randy keep at least, ten thou bands on me, not to be cocky,
Mind state wealthy, body healthy, move like a snake so I'm stealthy,
Not in a bad stitch, I just gotta watch a witch, brewing up a spell,
Downcasted from the skies, and up rooted from the depths of hell,
And you can tell, by the smells, of foul preys lurking close by, your pathway,
Donne Hathaway, project kid looking at what the industry did,
Ghetto manifesto, is the infamous principle, swayed and learned from criminals,
Of government corruption, pent to to an abruption, ceased the interruption,
Masculinity, needs to be back in the community, they misusing me,
Check the title, I'm feeling stings from my rival, still a ghetto kid survivor,




Now I'm making cheese, I'm catching these felines in a sneeze, pleas,
Saying they wanna bless you, only to stress you, scope you as a visual,
Then say they independent yo, on the tik or snap show, catch a blow,
Below it used to be, about love now we all about the misguided rainbows,
There he go, mister controversial sorry I cant phantom a minstrel show,
Black vs black, used our people, as an attack, see I strikes back,
Label me, the cold villain in black, I'm MF Doom back from the tombs,
Since I was in the wombs, rocking the cradle, i knew i was greater,
Destined for a beautiful cater, Caribbean queens looking so supreme,
But she caught in the lustful stings, precious life is but a dream,
Pain in the *** devoid of dreck
inapropos poetic material what the heck
more unbearable than crick in neck
shiver me timbers, I feel like total wreck
the (see) Edmund Fitzgerald, si?.

Spasmodic cramping imposed
automatic rhyming abbreviation
comeuppance (analogous to daggers
stabbing derriere courtesy constipation
far worse fate than death – abdication

among living with grateful dead
dogsend versus moody blue (brown)
mood whereby feeling tetchy abjection
able, ready, and willing abjuration
to forswear, muster, surrender...

in toto habeas corpus abduration
upon terrestrial realm physical ablation
futile effort this atheist to utter ablution,
hence rollout Harris tweed welcome matte
more than willing to forsake livingsocial,

cuz Whatsapp pining abnegation
to cash fish'n chips, kick
the bucket, toss in hat,...
haint nobody gonna
challenge mine abolition

chained, tethered, yoked,...
accursed abomination
straining sphincter muscle
on par birthing abortion
primal raving, moaning, grunting,...

I imagine similar more futile abreaction
women experiencing parturition,
yours truly expressed agonizing vocalization
working himself into quintessential rabid sweat
screaming, threatening, uttering,... *****

regarding failure concerning
waste product expulsion
giving proctologist serious contemplation
pooh poohing derriere cheeky
bowel over abruption

personally legislating
getting behind abrogation
replacing said *** *****
with more reliable never absolution
regarding made in ******, U.S.A, tuckus,

cuz poisonous toxins sting like scorpions
severely crimping ability to sit down absorption
radiating throughout every
cell guaranteeing abstention
against hidebound contract, no

ifs, ands, nor but tucks
whereby mood linkedin
to nihilistic abstraction
particularly as quasi pincers jabbed
like sharp serrated knives acceleration

guaranteed, where *** rapped cheekily
prospective hemorrhoids increased accentuation
pro bono (cher red) ****** stools,
this tetchy, itchy, ******,...
bard declined invitation,
nee I rejected outright asinine acceptation

within bowel running toward toilet trees
squeezing keister exhausting effort in vain
scheduled medical appointment
gave curled lipped grudging acclamation
acquiescing nod toward grim reaper

worth casting die i.e. permanent resolution,
nary one more infinitesimal fraction
of second, could bare witness re: acclimation
or spelling alternate spelling acclimatization
experiencing, idolizing, lurching...,

sought after emetic interaction
with commode preoccupation
nearly twenty four hours
'tween latter part of September eighth
and ninth laxative delivered accommodation

at long last me no longer tortured
relieved, overjoyed, belated...
rear (rare) accreditation
proffered prior to accretion
lest I forcibly axed to join acculturation
of medical anomalies, you better blivet!
Astrid Jun 2019
Wane is a shawl, i've stripped off
From the virulent heat.
Vain i've milled and crumbled
And poured into junket you'll eat.
Feast is a bait.
(I'm desirefully sanctite)
Feast is a bait–
Raged adverse hands
Gripped your neck ın lust of  suffocation

Polished mirror–
Nearby, just the wall divides
Bleak downswinging "nation"
Scrabing and crawling your hedge.
With malicious "regards",
Prominent vein,
Incinirate to ashes...by a cressels.
They are labourers
Who manure your ****** plains.
Polished mirror–
Bleeding river
Where your reflection is sublime
But decreasing, due to drought
(And dignity's profaned...)

Conscience dejects and impens,
Disables foul-souls to feast.
Dissapears in sudden–
Purified and peeled.
Cravings and ruinous temptations are rules,
Untill it's pestilent and boresome
And you beg for its rooting back
And returning.

Feast is a bait.
Admires hypocritical:
Human trade,
Quench of "Mature duration"
Truth gyrates from ear to ear– abruption.
Thats's how nobility cracks as a high-grade crystal,
But decayed grade.
Feast is a bait–
Raged adverse hands
Gripped your neck – one second to  suffocation.

— The End —