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Lay no blame at her feet,
she of victory, torch of light.

Lay no blame at her feet,
an eagle soaring, trade her might!

Lay no blame at her feet,
for chaotic nations, destitute and plight.

Lay no blame at her feet,
the wicked crowned, wealth takes flight.

Lay no blame at her feet,
her majesty waning, her people benight.

Lay no blame at her feet,
'Taker of Blood;' red, blue, white.
So, so, break off this last lamenting kiss,
    Which ***** two souls, and vapors both away,
Turn thou ghost that way, and let me turn this,
    And let our selves benight our happiest day,
We ask none leave to love; nor will we owe
    Any, so cheap a death, as saying, Go;
Go; and if that word have not quite kil’d thee,
    Ease me with death, by bidding me go too.
Oh, if it have, let my word work on me,
    And a just office on a murderer do.
Except it be too late, to **** me so,
    Being double dead, going, and bidding, go.
Sidharth Suraj Nov 2021
Fishing for impudence
looking outside,
all seem so murky
with a dying light,
all seem so monochrome,
with a condescending benight.
Now I am looking closely
and all that I found,
was a hatred very symmetric,
to which I am bound.
Just like the voids
I see in myself,
maybe my lens is too murky,
or my windows blacked out,
but life is miserable
and I see it around.

I often try to deny,
and live like everything’s fine,
but some feelings never settle,
some actions don’t suffice.
I look for answers around
I look for meanings behind,
maybe it’s a different me,
or maybe it’s the defeated mind.
Thoughts never to settle,
when I write sometimes,
but facing your fears,
through the words you write
is more difficult than accepting the light.

I often try to view this,
in a stupidly optimistic hue,
thinking like a flower
proud of its scent and bloom.
Thinking I am unique and
so might be my issues,
but I don’t want to look around
cause inside I know,
I am part of the million others
that bloomed and withered in this garden too.
My problems don’t amount
to the privileges I own,
and pain might be puny
when compared to yours,
but I still get hurt,
even if my problems aren’t new,
I still want to say them,
even when my words are few.
All these words are static just like my thoughts.
You have depression, contact a declaim. Be certitude, it is quotidian. It is all about ingenuity and try to cull and have some sublime.
Seek help of a savant who will acquiesce and will do eclectic.
It is all about namby-pamby or ennui. If it's not inexorable will not be living peacefully.
Janal Rajput Oct 2019
Looking out my window I saw a fright!
The coldest and most blackest night,
Not a soul alive and I could not hide,
For the wind it screamed full of spite,
Against my window with vicious might!

I prayed for solace and for good day-light,
Yet my prayers were in vain of such a sight,
Petrified, I watched as the tempest grew,
The Thunder laughed at my dearest plight,
For it crashed to ground and lit it alight!

Never had a storm caused such a blight,
Had I angered the Gods? Is this their smite?
For no storm of man could shatter the trees,
O what a tale my death shall write,
The storm rages with rampant delight!

What horror is this? O it cannot be!
Do my eyes deceive me, or is this what I see?
A man soaked to the bone in this cyclone!?
Desperately clinging to but a broken tree,
In the foulest of nights, I run to his plea!

I ran into the vicious gale suddenly,
To walk the line between bravery and foolery!
Whilst the downpour drowned the very ground,
I felt like a sailor who was lost at sea,
My only guide this man’s despairing plea!

He screamed and bellowed as if a banshee!
O what more horrors had this night for me?
His body was broken, his back cut open,
God what such a wound, perhaps a tree?
I could not tell for it was too dark to see!

I reached to lift his head, for he might be dead!
Stunned to find his skin burning hot instead,
He whispered to me in the howling night,
I could not hear, what must he have said?
I cared not for the storm filled me with dread!

He turned his beautiful face to me,
Never will I forget what I did see!
For it filled me with sorrow,
To see such beauty in melancholy,
Black tears ran from his eyes freely!

My heart cracked at his obvious pain,
He stood up, the lightning striking again!
He lifted a hand and the storm subsided,
Whispering to me in a voice of disdain,
“I am no mortal; do you know my name?”

I rejoiced as my dark night turned light!
For an Angel had come in my darkest plight!
I praised The Lord and fell to my knees
Bowing my head in respectful benight,
“What is the name of the Angel who saved me tonight!?”


“I am not what you claim
And I have many a name
Lord of the Flies, Father of Lies,
Morningstar, Moloch and Beelzebub
Mortals I do despise.”

My eyes widened in stricken fear,
As he smiled at me with cheer,
I tried to turn, I tried to run,
My attempts met with a sneer,
I was trapped like a hunted deer!

Drenched to the bone I could see my home
Is this my punishment, my sins to atone?
I wondered how such beauty sat on
The darkest of Thrones,
I watched as he snapped two Angelic wings,
The crack sounding right from the bone

Blood as black as oil seeped into the ground,
Where it festered and boiled, I stood still spellbound
The tar sizzled my skin and bone, I prayed for God
“Pray all you want but this is unhallowed ground,
Your prayers fall silent they make not a sound!”

I began sinking into the black boiling pit,
My skin blistering and becoming alight,
He hovered above me, looking with spite,
And I felt his true hate and menacing might,
I sank deeper and deeper, I realized with fright,
I was falling into the Eternal Night.
A poem I wrote for Halloween!
Michael Marchese Jun 2016
If fading light
From her sad eyes
Could shine like stars of white
This vast abyss
This chaos mind
This endless wall of night
Would soon ignite
Amidst the glow
Of burning suns so bright
This loveless void
This shadow soul
This darkened veil of sight
Would ne'er benight
My pulse and pen
Nor blacken words I write
Again
Val roxas Oct 2017
I woke up every single day
Without nothing commenting on my way,
I tried so hard to go away
Envy, angry, everyday.

I always looked up; to fight my rights
But people I  know they are my benight
Who, Where are my knights?
Why they leave me in this sorrowful night?

Do I need to use a punctuation semi colon;
To continue, but I was abandoned.
I grant a pardon to them and make some action
But my action treated like malfunctioned.

They caught me; I was a real spy
But no one can testify
Do I need to terrify?
From revealing what I classified.

Let me just simplify,

Don't be so happy and complacently feeling ahead
You're just still and stilled in my toe; instead.
I hope that this piece, won't you read,
Because I don't want you maltreated.

I'm a good person you know,
I can protect you, but now we're full of foes
I don't want to be your patience with this show
Just reserve it to your woe.

My time is close enough to making amends for,
My willingness for you to pay what's my depths;you adore
I know You lived and believed from the story that you bought into the bookstore
And now, you can't be with me evermore.
The insanity of the world
Tries vainly to quell our might
But we arise and support
The momentum of the light

Though tyrants wish to rule us
And crush our money rights
Our actions and solutions build
The momentum of the light

Freedoms must be protected
And sometimes we must fight
In a peaceful revolution for
The momentum of the light

Though darkness gather round us
Our futures shine so bright
If we maintain and foster
The momentum of the light

Bitcoin remains our standard
Ere the evil powers benight
Bitcoin & NOSTR help promote
The momentum of the light
You can see this poem on a background here - https://www.bitcoinpoems.pro/delivery111MomentumOfTheLight.html
Julian Apr 2023
THE IATRALIPTIC DISGUISE OF MASKIROVKA IN THE WHIGGARCHY OF SUBLIMATED ELASTANE PREROGATIVES SOOTHING THE MALAXAGE OF A SENICIDE PROMONTORY OVERLOOKING THE ACELDAMA OF NOYADES ENTANGLING DOYENNES FLIRTING WITH THE GLAZE OF INFINITE SPECTERS OF BALEFIRE IN THE WROTH AND WRIX OF A WANCHANCY RIGGED BY ALTARANE AISLINGS MEANDERING IN DAYDREAMS SURROGATE MOTHERS TO NEWLYWED MUGIENCE THAT DERIVES FROM HANDSPIKES OF TANTONY A TENACITY OF TIMBERLASK VISION SCATHING AGAINST THROTTLEBOTTOM SATRAPS WHO MALINGER IN THEIR OWN CODDLED ENTROPY DISMISSIVE OF THE FUSION OF NUCLEOTIDES MIGHT THE BLAINS OF BLUNGE BECOME THE ASCENDANCY OF ALL NEW WORLD POTTERY AND ALL THE GREATEST POTAGERS OF CENTURION GROWTH OF SYRINXES TOO WELL-GUARDED IN KATABOTHRON SYNERGIES TO EVER BE DEFEATED BY BEGUILED SOPHIANIC NEPIONIC NIDOR THAT IN SCALARIFORM HUES DISMANTLES THE EMBOSSED PERFECTION OF ZALKENGUR. WE WANDER WITH THE WAMZELS OF WOODSHEDDING VERDERERS WHO EARN CERBERIC MERIT FROM AS EARLY A SYCOMANCY AS A WAR GAMES VENTANA THAT PREFIGURED GLEBES SERENADE THE AVALANCHE OF TURNVEREIN SURFEIT OF BANGTAIL ECONOMIES OF SPOKESHAVE SPODOMANCY THAT WE CANNOT CALCULATE THE LIMOSIS OF LIMNETIC LOSS IN THE DULOCRACY OF TIMES OF HEYDAY AND BRIMSTONE FEWTERERS THE HAUNT OF JACKALS AND THE BRONTEUM OF THE VENTRAD AND VENTRILABRAL OLIVASTERS OF VEES AND MOUNTENANCE BECAUSE SWASHBUCKLING  SHALLOP IS AN INDENTURED LANGUOR BEYOND THE CARAPACE AND TESTUDO OF FLICKERING ALPENGLOW SUNRISES ON THE DESOLATE PLAINS OF THE NOVANTIQUE BEYOND THE BUTTRESS BECAUSE OF THE ROORBACKS OF SEDERUNT SCUTTLEBUTT OFTEN THE RAFFISH  APLOMB OF VAMPIRES CAROUSING UNDER PRETENSE FOR BLOODTHIRST WITH PRETEXTS OF WIDDERSHANCY BECOMING THE CIPPUSTURE OF THE CHAMOISES AMONG THE GREAT COBALTIFEROUS CABRILLAS THAT USES THE SAGINATED SURETYSHIPS OF JORDAN STOKEHOLDS AMONG CASEMATES IN THE PRODROMES OF WAR AND BELLICOSE STRIFE OF CONTRAPLEX TAMARAWS BELONGING TO THE LIONIZATION OF THE APIKOROS FASHIONS OF THOSE THAT FORESAW WITH THE GREATEST TENACITY OF CAREWORN WORMCASTS OFTEN SEEN AS HERETICAL AMONG ESBAT OLIMS BUT THEIR HEYDAY IS RECONVENED BECAUSE NO LONGER IS  THE BETHEL IGNORANT OF THE CHARADES OF POTEMKIN SQUALOR ABAFT ON THE TURTLEBACK TAFFRAIL THAT ALL DESTINY UNFOLDS WITH PRESTIDIGITATION THAT OUTNUMBERS THE ENUMERATED LEGERDEMAIN WITH ITS PLASTIC PROTEAN SERVITUDE TO ICEBERK ICEBLINKS OF VERGLAS THE EMOLUMENT TO THE PAST HAMARCHIES RESIDUAL TO HACHURE BECAUSE THE AISLINGS OF ONEIROMANCIES ONCE BELLOWING AND BELLIPOTENT EVEN IN ANTEBELLUM CARNAGE THAT THE CARTHAGIAN MOORGANIZATION OF THE MOST PROMETHEAN OF FATIDICAL HEROES THAT COBBLED FROM EMOTIVISM IN AN AGE OF SPHECOID SPHENOGRAMS AN ANZACTILE MOBILIZATION OF AN URBANE SPREE AND SPRINT TOWARDS THE ENTELECHY OF THE AUTOGNOSIS AGAINST NEUTROSOPHY THAT WE MIGHT EASILY DEBUNK THE URCHINS OF WEGOTISM BECAUSE THEY STRAIN THE BARNSTORM OF PETTIEST WASES OF WAPENTAKE DESIGNED TO ENTOMB THE GRIDLOCK OF MANUFACTURED POLLARCHIES OF WEIGHT MEASURED ONLY BY A PRETENDED BARAGNOSIS ENFORCING THE SWARF OF THE BOSCHVELDT THAT EVENTUALLY IN THE TIMEPIECE OF FORESIGHT HINDSIGHT ITSELF DISCOVERS THE GREAT NOMOGENY OF ITS CLEVER BYWORDS AGAINST BACKPIECES OF CARDIOGNOST CARDIMELECH TITRATIONS OF WRATH ARMORIES OF RANCOR IN SUNBITTERN SUMPTERS ALWAYS BROOKED WITH ARRAIGNMENT RATHER THAN THE SURFEIT OF A POLISHED OLIGOPSONY BECAUSE THE STANGS OF THE STANNARY ARE BANKROLLING JESUITICAL JANSKY TO PROVIDE THE PATHWAY TO CIVILIZED SALVATION AGAINST POLTROONS OF ******* HARBORED BY THE CREDENDA OF DISRESPECTFUL MACROBIAN DECEIT AUTHORED BY THE CONTRARY ELEMENTS OF CAMARILLAS DEPOSED BY DEMUR. THERE IS GREAT TIMOCRATIC VALOR IN HETERODOXY WHICH BORROWS FROM BAHUVHRI AGAINST THE STUNTS OF CAGOULES OF YERNAGE AND CATAMOUNTS OF DIATRIBES OF SHIBBOLETH DESTRUCTION BECAUSE OF CAFARDS OF BIFIDS THAT EXIST AS MARTINGALES AS ENTOMBED SILENCE GRIPS THE LAND SUCH THAT THE CACHALOTS ARE ALWAYS MOTATORY IN CONVERSE DIRECTIONS TO HEED THE INFORMANTS OF TIME THAT ASTOUNDED FEATS OF FENESTRAL RELEGATION BECOMING A HABITUE OF THE MOST PROFOUND SPURTS OF BULGURS OF TRAULISM IN THE FACE OF PROMINENCE AND EMINENCE FRONT LIONIZATIONS BECAUSE THE BALDRIC AUTHORITY OF NAZES WHO ARE MURENGERS THAT ARE BLACKGUARDED GUARDIANS OF COUNTERCULTURAL OPHILIOPHILISTS THAT OFTEN CAVORTED WITH THE AUTARKY OF KALIMKARI THAT A WORLD SEDIGITATED BY RACKRENT COACERVATION IS A COAMING MENACE OF PICAROONS THAT ARISE FROM MERIT RATHER THAN ABDERVINE CONTUSIONS ON BLISTERED NIDOR OF NIDAMENTAL NIDDERING NANCIFUL RECKLESS WAYSPAYING MULIEBRITY COAUTHORED BY PLOUGHSHARES OF BLUEPETERS BECAUSE THE NEW TORCHIERS OF ANGLOPHONIC COUVEUSES THE GONFALONIER OF SOTERIOLOGY AMONG THE HIDEBOUND YET PRIVY VOGUE OF A GYRATING ECONOMETRICAL SCALING EVENT THAT HERALDS THE SUBTEXT OF ALL CONFORMED PECCADILLOS OF IDIOSYNCRASY AND REVILES THEIR BACKPIECES BECAUSE THE CORTEGES OF THE OLIGARCHY OFTEN SCRIDE OVER SCRIVELLOS BECAUSE OF CHRYSELEPHANTINE GAMBOLING VESTIGIAL HARBINGERS OF ALL SPAWNED ENTROPIES AT ONCE DISCARDED BY WREPOLIS AND WRIKPOND AS CALCARIFEROUS RANCID BLENCH AND BLAGUE BECAUSE OF PROMINENT BONTBOKS OF ENTHYMEME DESPERATELY BEING PUSHFUL WITH ADVANCED CYBERNETIC VITIATION THROUGH ARTIFICIAL INTELLIGENCE BECAUSE OF HALLOWED HARPOONING GRAMPUS BECAUSE OF NEKTONS ENABLED BY DUGONG MARTYRS OF PRAXINOSCOPES FAR AND WIDE TO DISENGAGE THE PSAMMOPHILE FROM DISCHARGED DUTY AT HIS OWN BEHEST AND THE FLUID DYNAMICS OF TURBINATED TUBIFACIENT ICEBLINKS REGISTERED BY THE SEDERUNT OF SYBOTIC WORMCASTS ALL CONVEYING THE SUBSTANDARD SUBTERNATURAL SATURNALIA OF UNHINGED DECADENCE PROFESSING A CRETACEOUS SERVITUDE TO AN EXTINCT BRAND OF SCIENCE BECAUSE OF CONFEDERATE GNOTOBIOLOGY BECAUSE OF MODERN FIGURATIVE GEITONOGAMY THAT FIELDS ASTRAY THE JOLLYBOAT OF THE VANGUARD THAT IT MIGHT FETCH THE DOOMSTERS OF HAVENED COMBUSTION AGAINST TRICOTEES OF SCORIA WIDELY ENAMORED OF THE DISSIPATION OF SPHACELATION TO INFORM THE WORLD OF ITS DUTIFUL SERVITUDE TO HONOR BRITSKAS RATHER THAN DISDAIN VENDETTA HEROISM. WE IN BLINKERED HUBRIS BECAUSE OF INGLUVIES OF ILASTICAL WEIGHT FOR THE HYPAETHRAL LYTHCOOPS THAT ASTOUND THE SIDEREAL ELEMENTS OF THE HAMARCHY THAT PATIENTLY ABIDED BY THE STRICTEST OF SECRECY TO UPHOLD A NEW WORLD VISIONARY POTAMOLOGY THAT SERVES JAWHOLES WITH THEIR SUBPOENAS THAT THEIR CARDIOGNOST CELERITY IN MOBILIZING THE POPULAR RANCOR OF SIMPLE PRETEXTS ENTANGLED BY COMPLEX THERMODYNAMICS OF MALAISE THAT WE MIGHT EXPEL KILLCROP BODEWASH INTO THE BARTONS OF JARVEY RATHER THAN ELEVATED INTO JASPERATED VESICLES OF JESUITICAL CULTURAL TERRORISM AUTHORED BY DESPERATION EVEN WITHSTANDING VAPULATION TO CONVEY THE CONTRARIAN MESSAGE TO THE WIDEST SPECTACLE OF BYRE EVER WITNESSED BY THE PLUMAGE OF THE PEN NOR THE ARCHITECTURE OF ARCHITECTONIC SERVITUDE. WE MUST INFORM THE SYBARITES KNOWLEDGEABLE ABOUT MASCON GEOCARPY AND ALL OF THE INTERRAMIFICATIONS OF INTERSTELLAR DEBUTANTES THAT REVILE THEMSELVES INTO CATERCORNERED ATTEMPTS TO THE BALUSTRADE OF THEIR OWN SURMOUNTED EGOISM THAT EVENTUALLY THEIR BANGTAIL OSTENTATIONS GLORIFYING THE DEBUNKED FULGURANT BRONTEUMS OF RHIZOGENIC INSTRUMENTALISM OF CRIME FINESSED BY SPECTER AND ENFORCED BY THE VENDETTAS AGAINST PROPER SOTERIOLOGY THAT THEY ARE IN FACT IN DELUSION ABOUT HOW THE CORTEGES OF VENTRAD MUGIENCE OPERATE IN THE WROTH OF ATTINGENT CONTRITION BECAUSE WHEN WE TITRATE ATTEMPERED PHENOMENA OF IDIORHYTHMIC AND THERMOLABILE POIKILOTHERMIC ELEMENTS THAT GOVERN THE SABOTAGE OF MANY UPSTART TITANISMS THAT THEY MIGHT SIDLE AGAINST THEIR OWN CALCULUS TO SOCKDOLAGER BECAUSE THEIR EFFETE AND EFFUSIVE NEUTROSOPHY IS AN ANGLED ENTRYISM TRYING TO INTERPOLATE NEW WORLD FICTIONS TO FIX THE NIDOR AND CASUALTY OF PAST TORMENTS AND TEMPESTS OF CRUCIBLE TRIBULATIONS SUCH THAT A MODERN ESBAT IS BORNE AMONG REMIGATE OLIMS THAT SUSPEND DISBELIEF IN ORDER TO INGEMINATE SERVITUDE TO DEFEAT THE SONDAGE OF SELCOUTH SECODONT BODACHES WITH THE GREATEST PENALTY OF SENICIDE BECAUSE THEY ARE SWARTHY WITH THE DARKLED RANCOR OF FENNECS THAT THEY DESPISE BECAUSE OF SALIVATING SOVENANCE IN ESPIRITS OF CONTRITION. IN WARTORN REVANCHE THAT EMBATTLES THE SWIFT DEMOBILIZATION OF DEMASSIFIED ECONOMIES TO DISARRAY THE SCHWERPUNKT OF SARANGOUSTY BECAUSE THE ELAPID DISTRACTIONS OF MALAXAGE SEETHING IN TOOTHLESS DENTICLES TRYING TO COVERTLY ASSUEFY ENTIRE REGIONS TO THE NOMOTHETIC NORMALCY OF PERVERSE IDEOLOGIES BECAUSE OF RAMPANT SOURCES OF JAWHOLE OCREATED SWAMP MARSHES THAT SWARF WITH SWARPOLLOCK TO BENIGHT ENTIRE GENERATIONS OF THEIR DUTIFUL PREROGATIVES BY PROSCRIBING IN THE STRICTEST TERMS OF CREDENCE AND COVENANT THAT INSUBORDINATION MUST BE PUNISHED WITH THE STEEPEST CULVERTAGE EVEN AMONG THE MOST VENOMOUS AND POWERFUL ELEMENTS OF STANNARIES OF BULSE AND PROFUSE VENOSTASIS BECAUSE THE HARBINGERS OF TOMORROW ARE DESIGNED TO SCARECROW THE PAST INTO ZUGZWANG BY AN ECONOMY OF QUANTUPLICITY OF GAME THEORY DYNAMICS SUCH THAT FEWER PEOPLE WAGE GIGANTOMACHY AND THE PILLORY IS ENGORGED WITH THE FASHIONS OF FLAMFOO VINTAGE SERICULTURE TO DISMOUNT AND DISCOURAGE MANY A PERSON TO SEEK RECOURSE IN SUBLIMATED PSYCHOGONY RESULTING IN A PANMIXIA ENTRAPMENT AGAINST ACCOLENT PANTAGAMY BECAUSE WE RESORT TO OUR BASEST INSTINCTS IN THE TWILIGHT GLOAM OF THE PARLANCE VERDURE OF ESCULENT DISCOVERIES PREAUTHORED BY COACERVATION OFTEN WITH SYNTHETIC RHEOTAXIS TO ENTOMB THE WAPENTAKE IN A CONVERSE STATURE TO THE BETTER ANGELS OF OUR NATURE. NOW A GAMMERSTANG DELIVERANCE THAT SEEKS THE MAXIMALISM OF ONCOSTMAN OF COMPROMISE THAT THEY MIGHT BE ENTHUSED BY A WORLD LESS “*** IN THE CITY”ADMIXED WITH “BIG BANG THEORY”AND MORE A SOCIETY OF “MASKED DANCER”AGITPROP THAT CONGEALS A HOMONORMATIVE MESSAGE THAT IS DEFICIENT AND DEFUNCT BECAUSE SOME AND MANY IRONCLAD WARSHIPS ARE MARTYRS TOWARDS A DECADENCE OFTEN FORESEEN THAT NOW REMAINS HOBBLED BECAUSE THE DISAGIO OF A DISTRACTED WORLD OF BOWERIES SEEDING MALCONTENT MIGHT BE EFFERVESCENT IN A NEUTRALIZED DIRECTION RATHER THAN FATHERING A NEW WORLD SOLIDARITY TOWARDS NUCLEOTIDES OF NEPIONIC LORE THAT SOLVES CLIMATE CHANGE AND SYLLABATIM PROVIDES RECOURSES FOR THE BALDERDASH AUTHORED BY MANY HOBBLEDEHOY CULTURES OF STULTIFIED SUTLERS IN SECTILE REGRESS RATHER THAN AGENTIC PROGRESS OF GLOWERING LOVE BECOMING CENTRIPETAL RATHER THAN A CALCIFUGE OF SHANTUNG BECAUSE OF STOCKINETTE DIVERSIONS. THE KEY TO THE FUTURE IS TO ANALYZE WITH THE GREATEST PATIENCE AND THE MOST EXPANSIVE SCOPE THE NEUTROSOPHY OF THE AVERAGE CAMPUS AND THE ATHENAEUMS THAT RAISE NEW WORLD LEADERS TO THINK THE INDEPENDENT THOUGHT AND TO ENTERTAIN THE SOLFERINOS WITHOUT TRITANOPIA OR PROTANOPIA BECAUSE WE BELONG TO AN AGE WHERE THE FACTUAL IS FRACTIOUS AND THE MYTH SUSTAINS A BREVITY OF COMPUNCTION THAT IS THE RAILLERY FOR MANY DERAILMENTS THAT ENTHUSE THE SPECTACLE BUT DEPRIVE THE LIBERATION WE SEEK IN PUBLIC INSTITUTIONS OF ORTHOTOMY AND ORTHOTROPISM IN ORTHOBIOSIS BECAUSE OF GEOTECHNIC OPTIMIZATION THAT GOVERNS A HOLLYWOOD SYSTEM THAT REFRAINS FROM THE PALLOR OF NEBBICH GORE AND EXTINCT PREROGATIVES OF CINEASTES WORKING FOR NUBILE GRAFT AND CARNIFICINE CORRUPTION BECAUSE OF MURAGE AND WOKISM MURENGERS WHO GUARD ZEALOUSLY THEIR CULTURAL IMPRINT FOR IMPRIMATUR. LET US AUTHOR A NEW AGE THAT IS CONSCIENTIOUS OF IDIOSYNCRASY IN ACADEMIA AND WORKS AROUND THE HEDGES TO THAT EXCHEQUER OF ASCERTAINED BELIEFS THAT THE TOTEMS OF SCIENCE BENEATH US PREVENT A BARYEICOIA OF REITERATIVE AGITPROP OF BACKPIECES NOTARIZING A FICTITIOUS WORLDVIEW THAT BLARES IN DEFIANCE OF THE FACTS BECAUSE OF SUBORNED AGENDAS OF THE WEIGHAGE OF THE STEVEDORES THAT MANUFACTURE OUTRAGE TO MOBILIZE POLITICAL BARNSTORMS THAT EVOLVE INTO GROSS TEMPESTS RATHER THAN REFORMED MOVEMENTS THAT CONSERVE THE MOMENTUM OF TRUTH IN AN INEXORABLE MARCH FORWARD TOWARDS THE LIBERATION OF THE BAHUVHRI IN THE HEYDAY OF ORIGINAL THOUGHT ANCHORED IN REALISM EVEN WITH SURREAL MAGNIFICATIONS OF ITS MOST MESMERIZING QUALITIES BECAUSE THE FUTURE DESERVES AN ACCOUNTABILITY IN THE SOCIAL SCIENCES ON A GLOBAL SCALE THAT UNDERSTANDS POTAMOLOGY AND IMBREVIATES THE STOKEHOLDS OF JAWHOLES SO THEY SUSTAIN IMPETUS AND INSTRUMENTALISM TOWARDS PRODUCTIVE GROWTH RATHER THAN RANCID BLENCHES OF REGRESS UPON CAPITOL HILL.
Check the ****** fatigue that bleeds through
A rotten corpse of course I break the source
**** the stolen mics alright I cash in on my iron sight
Eight hundred yard target split up ya cartilage
Never see me with empty cartridges this is
Porridge for my bullets hot shells leave em swell
All ya thoughts failed sip the holy Grail from
chillin' in the devils garden sparrin' of my skills
Studied Alan Watts master-ology born in the half astrology
Circle my twin is a pisces opposites attract abstract
A physical attack  
So go ahead black the gods is back mack
Truck a track til its flat airring out
Over the airwaves I'm causing mental burnouts stop chasin' clouts
My darts aimming on point like Warren Moon
Unravelled from the space placed tomb
In the womb 9 months curled up as a caccoon
Saw my pathway that could display on Broadway
No biz like show biz see me the wise kid
Catching a glimpse of a spiritual sigh high
As a skyscraper inhale the vapors
Caped crusader I'm sinister as Vader
Check your temperature degrees
You dehydrating lack of oxidation
Drink and breath oxygen to hydrogen
Back again attack the shows like Rin Tin Tin
Living the perdition
Ultimate sin cash ruling between the dueling
White to dark lights clashing sparks from the dopest ink writes
My paper catches delight even darkness frights
Can't deny the skills of perfection far from benight
Amirraahh Mar 2021
In the heart of a sparrow,
Nests a spirited star in mellow

Though mid noon rain shares its sorrow's,

As flesh & bones dissolve into the dawning shadows
.


From whence a souls light befalls the dark before night

Without sight, chasing starlight

Limbs are raised to benight

Eloped to a slaves empty surrendered hands in brief to early light

With fingers warping kryptonite
.


Her palms that shake, take & brake

Though her lips are at one with all that's at stake

Inside is a haunting ache

Invisible to heavens sake
.


From her dim eyes with frozen tears is the shaded window to all her hidden fears

&
There will be rain in the purple wind

When the secret moon visitor, visits within

Under my skin  
.


In deafening silence,
I lose myself within the drops of thickened blood reliance


The outside quiet.....
With diminished hope, are the sapient souls coerced to a gunned riot

I salute the sun's enigma whereby it
&
A heart is crushed to promise sworn by it
.


The sparrow's spiritual star inside her feathered mother

Gifts herself a cradled swelling scar

Wrapped in the wounds of the sky's north far

Of where you are
.
David R Apr 2021
in dead of night
head is light
limbs of lead,
as flight wings spread,
kite as zed
soars

in bed, eyes tight,
thoughts anfractuous
as thread, benight
with oughts vacuous
as moment black
all things i lack
dissolve, ne'er were,
memory, a blur,
detours

yet if spirit wakes
soul intoxicates
at this hour,
the skies, as flower,
heart ascends,
on Your lap, as on a friend's,
my broken mends,
adores

but in day
life loud 'n gay
head's heavy
with annoyance 'n chevy
strife leads the way
as joyful play
experience to levy
life's confetti
stores
BLT's Merriam-Webster Word of The Day Challenge
Simon Nader Jan 2020
Your love is like an addiction
Coming back for more
For my masochistic reasons
Like I have nothing better to do

The spider web that you created
A spell that I cannot break
Then I shall accept this fate
For the lady of your sake

Before the dawn
Remember to just...
CRUCIFY ME FOR MY SINS

(Chorus)---

You've locked me in your wheel of misfortune
Made for the wheel of fool
Which I turn back to my slaughter
You've trapped me in your personal hell
I could no longer tell
As the room starts to get hotter
-----------------------------

Creating this illusion
Between hallucinating mirrors
Only caged between thine eyes
That I cannot break free

Yet, I yield for thy mistress
The darkness in your eyes
Encompassing me within
To burn for every of my sins


You're ready to be set in bed
O lady, this is the final hour
TO BE BURNED BY YOUR POWER

(Chorus)

(Guitar Solo 1)

The serpent wants to my heart
And the soul to devour
Dropping all my whites
Just to be consumed by her lust
As she's now... going for the drink
The thirst that made from
FIRE

O sweet Succubus
Benight me
BEFORE MY FINAL SLEEP
NOW

(Guitar Solo 2)

...my body has been taken over
By the very existence of...
YOU!!

(Chorus)

— The End —