"bashers" poems
(Inspired by article below)
I.
Continuity
your filibuster egg of sand
dazzled curiosity
with creaky shell of hints
heaped upon the tedium
of knowledge's unfurl undeterred
by encyclopedic impatience
Assurances of rip(Van Winkl)ed
economics shooed paper strings of
revelation like anarchy-powered
taxes summoning a foreword
to anachronistic campaigns
of environmental friendliness
II.
Meanwhile years
have been filed down to flashes of
chronology for continuity's organic rebus
However long it took
the economic karma to fall into the
abodes of hedonistic pharaohs
it was instant
Skin that ruled behind the constitution
of allergic breath
bailed on the bones against their most
sublime intentions
Limbo-treading landlords
huddled in their mummified freeze
after breadline bashers scolded them
with the spoils of a new brand
of pyramid scheming
Robbers of the coffin palaces
stole the intimations of identity
theft from today
Immortality and freedom
were compelled to share a meaning
like estranged siblings
or bound dynasties
I(a).
Abydos
how you coyly toyed with us
with a diversion bordering on monolithic
04 23 14
Apr 23, 2014
Apr 23, 2014 at 12:58 PM UTC
The Devil Inside the Angel
I'm just a simple person who seems to be happy
Yet you judged me without even knowing my full story
A simple phrase can leave a scar to your heart
A scar that will make your heart be torn apart.
So stop playing with all my emotions
Or you'll make me make bad decisions
And if you're here so you could just hurt me
Then I'd rather you leave me lonely.
People always call me a bunch of names
Sorry but I ain't playing your little games
Someone said, "It isn't nice to hold a grudge"
But who cares? Who are you to judge?
Don't tell me what to do, don't tell me what to say
Cause I'm not one of your toys that you need to play
Hurt you and forget that you even exist
They were just added up to my bucket list.
"You're ugly", "You're not cool"
I maybe dumb but I'm not a fool
Talk smack about me but I don't care
Cause I'll be the one starring in your own nightmare.
Be careful what you wish for
Cause I'm not the good guy anymore
I'm tired of always being the nice guy
So I think it's time for him to say goodbye.
This time I'm a little bit savage
Like a tiger that got out of its cage
Some things are better left unsaid
That's why the old me is now dead.
I rose up from the ashes like a dark phoenix
With my heart forever broken and can't be fixed
Bursting my anger into burning flames
And you're the reason why, you're the one I blame.
You don't know how rude I can be
I won't even accept your apology when you say sorry
I don't want to be the victim anymore
So I guess it's your problem, and that's for sure.
I'll let my bashers and haters hate
I'll do nothing, I'll just wait
And just let karma handle their fate
Sorry not sorry cause it's too late.
Your judgement can't stop my happiness
And my silence is not a sign of weakness
Throw me to the wolves but I'll come back
And when I do, I'll be leading the pack.
Enough of this thing, enough of this drama
I'll just sit down and wait for your karma
Everybody's got a wicked side
But mine just seems it doesn't wanna hide
I don't get mad, I get evil
My heart used to be soft, it used to be gentle
My face may seem to be like an angel
But hurt me and you'll surely see the devil.
By: Sherwin Cubero
Sep 1, 2017
Sep 1, 2017 at 8:52 AM UTC
We try to grasp all that we can feel
Every grain of substance we can imagine
All the hesitant hands we couldn't deal
From our arduous compassion engines
How long can we believe until we kneel
To the unkempt veracity of religion
Or fade into a vengeful iconoclast
Cynically mocking the faithful breed
Of merry-go-bashers that attempt to cast
Their egotist ideals of what we all need
Fairy tale prophets that lived in the past
Getting off on their own selfish greed
The words of mankind have nothing to tell
Implicating a heaven is rhetoric at best
And, If i'm to live i'd rather go to hell
A tactic of fear sounds like a fitting nest
For someone who has already gaily fell
To a nihilist end that I should have guessed
I have opened my mind to one single thing
A universal truth that we all should know
That one simple rule is to believe in nothing
Is there any trace of deception in what I sow?
There is no wrong answer when you doubt everything
And, your deathbed will teach that there's nothing to know
Nov 13, 2013
Nov 13, 2013 at 8:27 AM UTC
Those guys--the intellectuals-
are bashers----they are bashing
words, ideas and philosophy to death
with their endless quibbling and quarrelling
but for me an uneducated peasant
all that I know and need to know is farming--
planting, sowing, tendering, nurturing and harvesting
the sun rising and setting--for a good season is all I'm hoping.
Mar 18, 2016
Mar 18, 2016 at 7:02 PM UTC
The ravels in my sleeve of care
Grow longer every night-
Especially in the morning
When I struggle back to sleep
From waking up too early
Only to be bushwhacked
By brigades of unsolved problems,
Battalions of frustration
And whole Armies of defeatment
Marching out to meet me.
While you’re asleep your secret mind
Is solving all the puzzles
That unhinge the hours when you’re awake
And dodging slings and arrows.
That is the scholar’s promise.
That is what the con men say
In psychiatric clinics
Where they write the books
Explaining what it means to fly
And why we never land when falling.
Sleep refreshes and renews-
At least that is the theory.
It’s not supposed to wear you out
And beat you down while dreaming
Out the scripts you didn’t write.
When the raveling is complete
And both my sleeves have come undone
Will I dream of flowered fields
And happy times, successes and rewarding
Or will it end and I no longer dream at all.
ljm
Apr 9, 2017
Apr 9, 2017 at 1:37 AM UTC
Well, the bigot spoked.
And the non bigot listen.
And professed that those that hates.
Feel empowered to do so because no one stands up to them.
The gay bashers spoked.
And got highly offended.
When the gay person joked back.
Judge not.
If you can be judged.
Your voice can't be the only voice heard.
The sexist spoked.
And became the blunt of many people opinion.
And stated people was picking upon them.
Speak not.
If you can't stand the heat.
Violence of any kind is a way of intimidation.
We witness that in religions.
Plus, within many nations.
The wise person spoke.
And many acted confused.
And it only happen.
Because their message affected you.
Jun 12, 2012
Jun 12, 2012 at 8:53 PM UTC
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since they suppressed the hippies
Ain't been no Christians in AMERIKKKA at all !!!!
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Ignorant bible - bashers with guns !
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What **** !
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And you all eatin it !!!
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No wonder all dem kids be cuttin they selves
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Now it's
GET YERSELF A HUNDRED MILLION DOLLARS
AN GO
BACK TO THE COUNTRY !
!!!!!!
**** DEM LIBERALS
AND GET YE SOME SLAVES
AND IT BE HEAVEN ON EARTH AGAIN !
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Yeah
Once they suppressed the hippies
We all be ****** !
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But you don't care
Ya jes sittin there bleedin
Bein the fool they want you to be !
With their **** comin outta yer mouths
And all their lies Rollin offa yer tongues !
Nov 14, 2014
Nov 14, 2014 at 5:03 PM UTC
Many people asked me why did I admire her,
Of all the beautiful and talented artist;
well we all have different taste why we like people...
For me, I like her because she's close to my heart.
She got this straight long hair,
petite body, not so thick brows, plain but thoughtful eyes and thin lips.
I like her cute feminine style, she always wear dress and sometimes blouse and skirts.
She doesn't wear much of accessories.
She doesnt dye her hair much and it is either long hair or short hair is her haircut.
She wears makeup that is enough to give color on her face
For me she's simple and thats one of the many things I like about her.
She's good in singing,
she can sing all genres of music.
She can reach high notes and she composed songs too...
Every lyrics her song tells a story;
Misery, loneliness, pain, love and joy.
Its like she's talking to me, like she's telling how she feels even though I didn't directly understand the lyrics.
The melody of her voice express it.
She doesn't have an easy past
She started her career by auditions
She wasn't easily accepted by people
She earned her popularity by working hard
She shares her blessings by donating to charity
She have fans like kids, teens, men and woman.
And she is really an inspiration.
She never forget to give thanks to her fans.
You will know she cares for them because she shares them the things she have whenever she have the time to meet her fans.
Despite of issues about her, bashers who make her down. Those people who didn't notice how amazing she is.
How she serves as an inspiration and a role model to a simple girl like me and
She is a true idol.
Jul 13, 2017
Jul 13, 2017 at 10:58 AM UTC
there are some
who seem not to
"get it"
they don't like the way
that you
said it
some who only want
plain ol'
talk
anything else
they tend to mock
they want no
one to poetically speak
no color
no sparkle
or mystique
they are the poetry
bashers and crashers
they **** all the magic out
I think it's too bad
they don't understand
I think that it truly is sad
Apr 4, 2018
Apr 4, 2018 at 9:34 AM UTC