HER LIPS SPOKE OF
WISDOME FED BY SCIENCE BOOKS
AND HISTORY TEXT AND
PHILOSOPHY OF ASSUMPTIONS
CARRYING A STRICKING EYE
FOR STUDENTS THAT
WON'T SIT STILL
SHE CLAIMS SHE LIKE'S IT QUIET
DURING FREE TIME OF READING
BUT I'M STARING DOWN
AT TEEN MAGAZINS
CAUSE MICHAEL JACKSON
MAKES ME SHREEK IN MY SEAT
AND I SAY NOTHING NOR
READ NOTHING BUT
                               
STARE
                               
ADMIRINGLY AT HIS
                                
PUZZLING FEATURES

THEN HER VOICE RISES OVER
MY HEAD LIKE FLYING BULLETS
MISSING MY BRAIN AND EYE SOCKETS
BUT SHE PLUNGED INTO MY EARS
LIKE THUNDER BULT AND LIGHTNING
AND MY SEAT WENT HOT
WHEN SHE STARED DOWN AT ME
HER WORDS CUDDLED UP
AGAINTS MY IGNORANCE
AS I FIGHT OFF THE BALANCE
SHE NEVER

OBTAINED TO
                                 MAINTAINE
                                
MY ATTENTION
                                
                      ­           ONLY FEAR

MY HEART POUNDING

!!!STARTLED!!!

AT  HER
RATTLE SNAKE INTENSIONS
AND HER VENOMOUSE WORDS
FELL UPON MY

LOW IQ

SHAMED AT MY ABILITY
TO LEARN EVER SO SMALL
AND SHE COULDN'T MANAGE
TO STAND UP AGAINTS
MY DIFFICULT APPLE
BITTEN BY SO MANY
BITTEN AT THE BIRTH
AND EATEN BY THE BEAST
OF STUDENTS WHO
STAND EGO HIGH AGAINTS ME
TURNING HEADS AT ME
WITH A GLARE IN THEIR EYE
THAT ONLY HORROR MOVIES COULD DEPICT
SHE DECIDED TO

FAVOR
                             
THE WIDTH
                              
 THE DISTANCE

AND                     

 THE RISK

OF HAVING ME
HER STUDENT...  AT ALL...
AND TELLS ME

"YOU WILL NEVER WIN,
BUT I WILL"

??????????

WHY MRS. ANDERSON...
WHAT EVER DID YOU MEAN BY THAT
23 YRS AGO I WANNA KNOW????????

BUT I COULDN'T CONCENTRATE
OR PAY YOU THE FAME
BECAUSE YOU STAND UP THERE
LIKE SOME PRESIDENT OFFERING
NO LESS THAN A TOOL
I CAN'T GET TO A HIGHER LEVEL
LIKE THE OTHER KIDS
FEELING LIKE A ROBOT
STANDING IN LINE TO EAT
STANDING IN LINE TO PLAY
RAISE MY HAND LIKE A CONVICT
TO GO TO THE BATHROOM
AS IF THIS WERE THE MALICHA OR
A **** OR NOZI OR HOW EVER YOU SPELL
                              THE **** NAME

CAUSE IT AIN'T ENGLISH
YOUR RING TONE PHONIC VOICE
RINGS IN MY EAR TO THIS DAY
AND YOUR PIERCING DULL BLUE EYES
IS ALL I NEVER WANT MY CHILD
TO HAVE AFTER ME

A TEACHER WHO THINKS
SHE IS THERE JUST TO BEAT DOWN
A CHILD
                                        IN THIER MINDS.


© S.T. Rebel of Eden

Come, come closer, and enter in a world that is against each other. Don’t get me wrong you will have people the will love one another, but someday they will stab you in the back knowing you won’t be able to escape their traps. Feeling powerful but fooled, falling by the darkness night desperate to reach what you so call light. Hypnotize by the spark of fire one touch and you’ll burn to ashes and dust, probably do anything to survive when the world is about to end flashing right before your eyes. We as humans think were so big and on top of the world, but literally were small like tiny little ants. Not aware were the one causing this pain, a final day to have a blood of rains, planet earth doesn’t have a specific year for it end it’s the ants so call us making that happen. So wash from what is going around us not realizing where our sins are taken us in a world this is against each others.

**By Jacob Cuadro

Hello my hallow yellow bell,
can you please swear to me these,
this restlessness , I have to dismiss
An advent that is cemented to me long ago.
a path, a trail, an engraved part of tommorow.

Hello my hallow yellow bell,
How are you today?
I do believe that againts the odds we would last,
count every breaths you take and every smile and laughs you make
like a sandless hourglass.

i met a mongol once in amsterdam, we exchanged a tearful stare and said a melancholic hello, as if we were to be brother in cement or sandstone of what the sun rememebred and man forgot but nonetheless carved for enshadowed suave of the shadowing hand on hand upon handed down remnant of the handless kanji... the motherless thus tongueless river of sight utilising hand and hand as sophistication of spying thanks to the hands’ shadows: thus no shadow tongue unless that shadow be thought or the abstract off thought: pre-meditation and the subsequent minded courtsey as requested of the blank page or the buddha’s slitted eyes faking intoxication by western standards of that green plant the mongols despise: and western societies fare to tax and thus exploit.*

and it would be easiest to withhold making talks
with the slavs
by compensation of the northern-most mosque
being established
as true progression...
but then having insulated the slavs
who are "primarily" plumbers and electricians
to make any dent in the politics of the other monotheists...
where the european excludes the european from europe
there you will see war as encouraging the asian
or the arab...
there you will see war, should a
european exclude european from europe
there you will see war
caucausian againts the rooster against the morn!
TAR TAR! TAR TAR! TAR! TAR!
(in japanese tora tora tora!)
because you did not cherish our shared values
thus become devalued therefore value your integral anti-economic
evaluations that have no place in my land
but concern of keeping brown in the noun and not in the verb
of racism and sun;
i've become a barabbas among you, you messiahs,
you messiah selfies and messiah implants,
what gave you the jews scorned has given
me you as the "jews" scorned in your disorientation
of the fathomed atom bomb already spoken of in
the book of the apocalypse....
but a man ejecting an european from europe
to fantacise a non-invoked colonialism will halve in carving
this world in half for multi-cultarism!
no pole ever spoke of colonialism to see you speak
of post-colonial re-colonialisation of remote areas so ardently cared for:
conquer... and subsequently fall: your sons the additive bullets:
я и pоссия demand: the caucaucus tribes to
fake unity with the danube fools of erected bohemia.

As we lay
    Im  Feeling your chest pressed againts my spine,
making me quiver uncontrolablly.
      And with your arms wrapped around me so tight ,yet so tenderly right putting a smile on my face that would probally last all night.
As I felt the softness of your lips, kissing my neck in all the right places ,with out a doubt Im feeling good.
And just as I started to drift away into a slumber sleep . I softly hear these words. I LOVE YOU  . The words  became imprinted into my ear ...and even after all these years.. I can still hear those words you whispered to me ..I LOVE YOU still so very clear.
     You my love gave me a memory. Something I'll never forget...  You gave me ......A Beautiful Night.

Haha!
What a marvelous year it has been
Surely, there were ups and downs
Dark corners explored
Sharp twists, and turns
Hurricanes along my path
Earthquakes that shook me down
Marvelous..
Just marvelous...

To think I thought I wouldn't survive the journey
Well... I was proven wrong
By He who is.
Yet again He has brought me to my victories (just how He promised)

But it wasn't that bad...
Surely there were giants to be slain
Dark forces that opposed me along the way.
It really isn't that bad...
As long as you don't fight alone.

To win a battle is Triumphant!
but to share a victory with comrades...
Is a whole different feeling!
To fight by their side
Just gives you a whole new purpose...

Praise to the one who says, "I am who I am"
For He is who He is!
None can interfere His divine plan
For His sons, and daughters!

Although,
There's still a long way ahead of us
And that's for sure.
Although,
We can not see what lies ahead
He has already cleared the way...
For you,
And for me
So, fear not.
Just watch how He fights for you, and I
And you'll see...
How His mighty hand strikes down
Who ever dares go againts us.

Let's us all go crazy
Not caring what other's think
Lets us all go crazy
Because today is the only day mazy....

Lets us all go crazy
Because we are never old for fun
Lets us all go crazy
It's not againts the law.

Lets us all go crazy
Because because you find out!
;)

There was a place where children goes.
To have fun while learning, for their future so.
Four walls, a roof, and a person in-charge.
With the board and a chalk, a new class is starts.

Half of the day is for learning new things.
And the rest is for them to decide.
The night still part of the learning.
Doing homework and projects, and then I became tired.

Every day I need to wake up early.
Prepare myself as for school is in the morning.
Sleepy as I want, I can't help but to get going.
For I am, and I should, go to school whether I like it or not.

First grade, Second grade, each year, new class.
New topics, new classmates, how am I suppose to catch up?
A year is not enough, yet they forcing me to learn.
For they are elders, and they know what is the best for me.
Failure is disappointment.

Third grade, fourth grade, and the following grades.
Each time grade I step is another year of punishment.
I don't like it, I hate it, this is not learning.
All they do is to force me to learn things I don't want.

If there's something I don't understand.
They ignore me and go on with the class.
Test coming up, I got a failure grade.
They blame me for I can't understand.

Why? Why? I'm trying to learn all those things.
But if there's anything I don't unerstand, everyone ignores me.
How? How? How could I learn what you're teaching?
Everyone keeps ignoring me, how would I supposed to learn?

Year after year, the fun of learning disappears.
Yet they all act like it is a fun thing to do.
What am I supposed to do if I am treated like an idiot?
Everything they taught, I don't understand a thing.

Bullied, ignored, punished for unable to learn.
School isn't fun, that's what I know.
Forced to learn, forced to follow.
I see no difference than that being a prison.

School is scary, I don't want to go there anymore.
My room, my room is the place where I belong.
I don't care whatever people tell me about the school.
It's all lies, I'll better of dead than going back there.

Even if my parents gets mad at me.
Even people hates me.
Even if the whole world is againts me.
I will never, ever go back there.
Never.
For the rest of my life.
Never.
Even if they hurt me.
Never.
Even if they convice me.
Never.
Whatever the will tell to me.
Never.
I don't want to go there.
I don't want to see it either.
I wish that school doesn't exist.
It is a scary place.
I will never ever go there anymore.
Never.
Never.

Callous I choose not
Awkward it may be
Cynical onslaught, I stand againts
Setting things right is in my sights
Make amends with my limbs if I must
Righting wrongs is thy virtue

Soaking in the calvery hills,
I am pressed againts..

bearing the gethsemene of my heart

.... he surrounds me

that dévil..
I know where it leads me
Drowned in chest below
and head

[useless]

and weary above water

...I feel nothing

Piering my eyes across the surface of the water
dark walls play an abstract to my empty dreams
left me optionless but I am not dying

...Not just yet

...But I am already gone

I have seeped my veins
I have wept the countless moons
But it wont end my fears

...it's cold in here

But I am still numb
Reaching deep on the inside not
to find anything emotional
I just want... life

...to never end
in the ones I love so much
more than I am supposed
to have loved myself.

(CRITICAL INK- TEAM JAGUAR HAWAII)
© Copyright 2014 S.T. PARISH Rebel of Eden

Crimpson tear stains drip againts the bathroom wall.
My heart stops beating.
slowly and then all at once.
I feel the trigger. I smell the laundry detergent that you used on your clothes
I still remember the smell.
The carvings will always remain but our feelings wont.
Not again i am sick and tired of thinking of you.
Its been three months now and the memories still ricochett in my mind.
I hate you.
I wish I never loved you.
Or is it just my mind?
My mind is playing tricks on me again.

To feel someone else's lips pressed againts mine.
I've been wanting to feel that.
The emotions it carries,
the feelings it wants to relay.

Poems are more than just rhymes,
It's about shards of your soul that you hid beneath what you wrote,
How hard you've fought,
Againts the Devil within your mind, because the thought of sharing a piece of yourself with others are not seen eye to eye ,
between you and the fiery beast that haunts your life.
They said that their hearts relate,
Do they meant what they said?
Were their hearts torched by the same flame that was raging within yours?
Were their backs burdened by the same load the heavens had placed on yours?
From where we are standing,It's easy to admit that the stars are all the same,
Up close,we can see the slightest difference within their flare.

You're not proud of having me,
Those who are wise could clearly see,
But a fool had this heart let me be,
Because I'm still yours, and you, you're free.

And I don't mean to write as though love is a prison,
Yet every second of this feels like a treason,
Againts the kingdom of my mind, my heart, and my soul,
All conquered, all within a Fall.

There is no love nor compassion,
In your sovereignty,
There is only a delusion,
and I, who had fail to see.

A beautiful lie so moving,
it kept this blind man going,
"You're mine",
as so I had chanted,
with my pride aligned,
to nothing it was bounded,
to nothing but reality,
because that's the only boundary,
to a dream.

Still, with you,
Maybe a fool is who I wish to be,
Because with you,
Hope might just be.

Although Hope is just a possibility
of a dream merging with reality,
like two bubbles some would succeed,
most, however, would burst as they meet,
Although Hope is just a possibility,
Although Hope is just a possibility,
How could I settle for less?

How do you deal with his kind?
You dont even know how he runs his mind.
Plotted againts you are his plans.
Obtaining your trust but will never lend you his hands.
Courtesy he will show you when you face him.
Right on the back he will stab you like your paper thin.
If you know what he can do.
To play his own game is what you should do too.
End his hypocrecy before he finishes you.

Sometimes i look through my windows
The trees and its shadows
The birds and what its shows
The sky and the winds it blows

Then i look through my door
Then i saw the trees
That used to be there
Gone eaten by the greedy humans

For what?
To what end?
Nothing is the same anymore
It all been gone

I hope there are humans
Who are brave enough
To againts the current
And stop this

I hope there are people
Who are brave enough
To fight for the better end
I hope...

How can I not see you?
How can I not hug you?
How can I not smile?
How can I not want you?

A smile so gently
A gesture so rough
My hands holds yours
My lips close to yours

Words out of your lips
Whisper againts my ear
Words i could never believe
"How can I not fall in love with you?".

Your fingers slowly traversed the black and white keys
Gently yet firmly pressing them til you slowly drift away from reality
Til the music and you are in harmony

In chaos but at the same time in harmony
Diverse but at the same time has melody
This music strongly laced with your emotions
This orchestra of feelings bleeding with your passion

I feel at home yet lost in this music i can't seem to explain
Like my sanity has gone astray yet it's still same
I feel like drowning in this anthem of your soul
Entranced not only by what I hear but by the symphony of you as a whole

But now, it feels like the end is nearing
This world you made is slowly collapsing
With out a trace, it's now disappering
Yet why am i still attatched to this feeling

Now, one by one, note by note, key by key
Your fingers gently brush againts the black and white keys
Producing a tragic yet beautiful melody
Then finally comming to a halt to end this ephiphany