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islam Sep 2015
The affairs of humans I find amusing
and I keep a dragon entwined about
my thumb to do my bidding
let the blood fall like rain and
burn the bodies as kindling
ashes
let their glare and the fogs of war
abolish the very sun.
listen for the sound of hunger in the silence
of my approach
cower in the shade of shades
let the fiery blaze of your hopes be eclipsed
at the sight of the sightless void that is me
for only then will I halt
only then will I lift my blood-wet mouth
and then shall I howell the futility-
of my nothingness.
for then I will see where I stand
in the necropolis Golgatha
and alone shall I perish.
amids carnage and oblivion
For I shunn the vulgarity of the maimed earth
I may not have company of myself for the
ocean no longer bears reflection
As for Fire, its blaze drives me beneath
And the wind?! it speaks unintelligible babble
Allena Iris Oct 2017
Tell me when the fate will carry away
Serve the time for me to see you in a way
Under the shining dusts
Amids the winded grass
I will be taken away with delusion
Where my hands are touching complexion
Fair and soft in coldest day
Drawn the perfects they can stay
Rainbows of skies
That lay upside down under your eyes
Eyes so bright and green
Nose so sharp and keen
O take my hands on your cheeks
Where I can see your lines
Falling down for too much joy of rhymes
And your lips are just as full of summer's treats
Where the color of bright roses makes defeats
Can I forget all the happiness
And go back to where I belong
O here I am to be a human
A human to God's creations
Wondering how you get those features
Mohd Arshad Jan 2019
It's stiff competition
Amids people
To do better,
To get much praise,
To fill their coffers.

No criticism.
It's their nature,
Their heritage.

But the doors
Have nothing to prove,
To receive.

Honestly, sincerely,
They accomplish their work;

No disparity they make
Between the king and the pauper.

Like the courtiers
They welcome us,
And keep us safe
By standing
Like the commandos.

No applause, no respect still;
I'm sorry for their life.

Today,
I wish to honour them,
And set up this as a custom.

Kindly follow me
If you think it's a noble step
And have some feelings for them.
we met at a dance from the back of the auditorium alone you were there
caressed your hand with my glove as a maiden flower that you were
crisp clear day until the rain came then she was beside herself
engulfed from the tender memories of when she was but a little child
honey bees with the melting of the blowing of the breeze hearts next to me
she grew sad now that the rain came down with her velvet eyes crying with tears of remorse
hopless said she in her land of make believe filled up her dreams
life is but a mystery draped across the tapestry of sullen apathy
a challenge to be free was a question of time she yawned in disbelief
now filled with sorrow se could help but feel sorrow then the tears flowed again lest i refrain
simple pleasure with simpler times with a plate of chesse a some store bought wine
billows fell beneath the squeeky wheel exposed to the very mere notion of laughter
tears became a mountain filled with pillows of desolation thoughts of her jewelry box
a wooden drawer with socks amids the moth ***** for this humble no it all
she is gone now in passing she sometimes comes to me in a dream with beautiful flowers
sweet perfumed personifications laced with white ivory emblems to taunt
then I awake to nothingness keeps me in great suspense until now that I'm old
let the truth be told of decorations in the parlor with grey cat sitting on a wooven mat
for I remember the place and will remember the time I held her in my arms to embrace

Now shallow peaks align the ridge where I treasured a red rose that was plucked a time ago
nestled bellow near the cobblestone a wooden structure with a broken hand let the reader understand...
thoughts of pop rocks with loli pops filter through my fragile egg shelled mind I'm going blind
ave a sip of coffee and give my foot a push,
Remembering simpler times with crazy door bell chimes with nursey rhymes
it has become customary for me to stare at the barren wall with long ago bullet holes to enhance my imaginative thought pattern
braided hair she used to wear with a touch of blush for make up when she was in a rush
yet now I awake to what ?
(10 Shades of Blue)
I give up, the pain was
gained.
I grew up from the bottom
of the soil,
not heavy, just weighty

How many sand does a sack, on the scale of 10kgs cost, no idea,
just so many crystals could build
a sculpture or a plant right down from a seed.

Dogs and Squirrels got to have the same taste,
and I do mean same taste, Doggy Carnivore,
crazy over bones.
Mousy mousy love them acorns,
sometimes I wonder why they live in trees???

Sometimes you have to stick to your roots like glue.
These blue boots called Timberlands,
has a name, a brand, that's like a grand stand,
Who ever joins themselves as an alliance,Me,
Myself and I

(15 Shades of Green)
Break through, Breakdown, Broken down
and broken hearts
Clueless faces, loose lace on my sneakers, sneak my feet through the beat, I'm beat down.
I need oxygen, I can't breathe from all these burdens.

Five more years, until I live a quarter century,
This has to be amazing, I'm amazed by growth,
like they had everything destructable for me,
but what can I say.
At the end of the day.
I'm the Superman immune to Kryptonite, only one thing kills me, and That's Life.

Whilst I **** death, no ducks from life,
whom ever transfer ****.
****** life, ****** person, I'm double crossed,
what I wanted, my existence  turnt out white,
vision amids to the negative turnt out black,
numb and dumb, how painful.

**** disposed amongst violets and roses,
now I smell good, but they say I'm cute and a sweet little baby,
howcome do I know so much that everyone
has to experience, but one observation and creation has no power over me,
so I let my light shine in Reign, no pain in vein.

(15 Shades of Yellow)
My Religion is my dream,
loyalty, I possess.
The power from my Royalty is golden.
What's mine is mine,
don't forget to nine what you want, own that with a passion.

From the globe, that's called, world how heavy the gravity.
Well with the chick I attract,
I'm just lookin' for Isaac Newton to Discover me, like a God, creation is my ammunition.
Invention is my Intervention, so
I defined, and refined, Profound, Freedom to the end.

Pathological, no Psychos out here be killin' me.
I'm Insane.
Stick to my roots,
I love boots, I'm Sick!

Tick in the cheque box,
Maybe you'll get rich.
Out of Nowhere you see gold as money,
But the health in the wealth got you buzzin' like Bee Movie.

(10 Shades of Red)
My back fills, tight and struck from a Blood Suckers evidence,
leaking to death.
The antidote I'm searching for is at a local store,
where a secret agency connects me to clinics to Read my vitality status.
I felt weak, I'm sneaking through the window,
so that nobody could ever see me leave.
Now they looking for me, I was reported missing.
Paint vivid Pictures, in all your Poems.
Artistry is Key.
Satsih Verma Oct 2023
I want to sell my
thoughts, to feed my heart. Do not
come near the volcano.Lava is still hot.

The king was slaughtered
amids hawthorns. No one loves him after
death. I quote Kafka. Love comes back.

The fallibility is the truth.
Bones break, but the body
still runs like a jaguar.
Nigel Isidore Jul 2020
Brilliant, mellow, warm light, the elephant grass lifts its emerald green swords  waving slowly  in the  dancing wind. An amber red  atlas moth with its owl-eye wings glides along the blades with exhilarating pride.

Amids the elephant grass a sliver whispering stream. The moth deeps it feet to take a taste , skipping along the  cool silky surface with grace.

Bright, crimson heat. The elephant grass bends their rusty blades in retreat. A stagnant pool sits among decaying roots where a winglike creature bows lifelessly still. Diaphanous kites of spider mesh hugging tightly for the ****.

All in the tentacles of time.

— The End —