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Yenson Aug 2018
How can my eyes hunger for tormentors bodies
where in my soul can I find desires for sadists
Eves threw on fitted coats of Marquis de Sade
borrowed his manuals and added even more pages
pierced the heart of a Dove defending his nest with lethal pins
And in joyous indignities with devilment aplomp
they reclined and crackled in wanton doltishness
He thinks of and desires us and wants to make amor with us

How can a heart marinated in love truely sincere
a soul ready to die rather than any harm to Eves
Be mother or sister or perchance even a stranger
alas in utter ******* and grotesque situation dire
Come undone with healthy pristine heart ripped to pieces
hung drawn and quartered and sliced in tiny morsels
Like fish baits for mice and minnows or hens clucking
All at the hands of Sirens who worshipped in Satan's cravens

How can a soul with only the spark of Salvation aglow
where it once housed his heart and enduring humanity
With brimful joy and devotions in fitting measures true
as all Eves where to him nowt but sisters and earth angels
Now his burning blood runs cold like rivelets in the Arctic
their words ring hollow and smiles shows rapiers of snakes
Nothing stirs desires for all Eves now seem and look like wicked corpses
Delilahs' wrecking vengeance on Samsons in wickedness supreme


Copyright@LaurenceA23Aug2018.All rights reserved
( Oh..please give over and go ply your delusions somewhere else, says I )
GalileoUniverse Nov 2019
Curious, compassionate, caring,
Each adjective described,

Happy, humble, humorous,
Each adjective a little more inspired,

Beautiful, bubbly, brilliant,
Everyone would write,

Sad, sorrowful, stagnant,
They all would’ve lied,

Torment, torture, twinge,
They all would have tried,

Oh Delilah, Delilah,
Sweet poor Delilah,

If only they loved you then, as they do now,
If only they became your friend, as they do now,
If only they held your head, when you drowned,

Oh Delilah, Delilah
Sweet poor Delilah

How nice they have become,
How sweet have they sung,

Delilah they loved you
With barbwire tongues,
Delilah they loved you
Like sour milk, bread crumbs

Delilah you’re silence,
Delilah you’re lonely,
Delilah you’re sad,
Delilah you’re distant,

But
Delilah you’re truth,
Delilah you’re fact,
Delilah you’re cause,
Delilah you’re honesty,

But
Delilah it’s sad,
Delilah they only loved you because now you’re...
b Apr 2018
i wanted to call this poem

"if this is fate than put a gun in my mouth"

feels a bit excessive
even for me.

and im the most extra ***** ive ever met.

i rarely have **** to say when i write.
ive rewritten the same feeling a thousand times.
i only know so many synonyms for heartbreak
and im running out.

the star of all this angsty literature
is far away for the moment.
across the country.
but ill be home soon
to watch her graduate (im still a kid and so is she)

i went very far away from home for a lot of reasons.
admittedly, she was one of them.
when i met her
she told me she'd never be able to afford to leave.

well good news.

next year she'll be an hour away.

i think i live in a chinese finger trap
or the ******* matrix.
the harder i pull
the faster the walls cave in.
the **** i try and leave behind
gets to where im going before i do.

i believe in love too much to ever **** it.
even if that means i have to watch it die slow in my hands
and listen to it shriek out in pain.

id rather die than give up on love
and from what i remember
thats what we call hamartia.

i could fall in love with a sword through my heart
if it was nice enough to me.
and maybe if she were holding it,
it wouldnt even hurt.
cathartic

my highschool english teachers would be very proud of all the two greek terms i remembered
Tawanda Mulalu Aug 2017
Way my pockets were snug- **** print felt like a hug
Know that you like it and liked it like that
No need to be mad, a ***** spitting facts
Fax- obsolete but scan and send me, fly like a bug

Cockroach, black Beatle, K-West, bald eagle,
w/ hair, long like Samson, no ***** Delilah
Delilahs flowers mysterious powers in the ***** print too, even after the shower
Not golden- just clear like water: breath and drink and devour

Let's pause for a moment and think about that
                                                      think about that
          pause for a moment and think about that
                                                      think about that
God bless over the lost souls gangsta rock n rolls
Swoles of bank scrolls scriptures told in bold roles
Of the black legacy running since 1st of the BC
**** JC he ain't never walked out treachery scenery
All painted red footprints misread from bloodshed
See the heads tapped from the feds nothing but led
Read to the back of the real threads of forgotten saids
Speeches spread messages fled over sleeping beds
Cemetery buried with wise guys who saw lies ties
To the occultic pulp fictions sculpt it counterfeit
Life tryna sway away from the strife she got many wives
Husband of agony jealously ****** and armed robbery
See society in three dimensional reality salley
A sweet strawberry still gettin' dicked in the alley
Call up a rally no time for slouching scampis Sampson
Watching out for Delilahs shadow beautiful fiery halos
That's just waiting to re'glow resurface the cold
Once the heat is out watch where ya route ya business
Just giving up the realness all I suggest is kids
Teach 'em real scholars burning collars creflo dollars
Ain't never keep it real pastors just out to steal ****
And destroy they mad at me cuz I found my joy
Huh I move like earth vibrating tectonics supersonic
Blowing super chronic playing Ojays to BarKays
Real music for ya soul to dance to funky instrumentals
Write how I feel **** how you feel if you ain't diggin'
My skills stop chasing the bills of a thrills real steels
Being felt for those being dealt with this mafia ****
Amsterdam don't give a **** all critics get slammed


Boombastic fantastic stretch it like elastic rhymes fanatic
Like MF Doom static cracked it heads I batted tatted
On the mental from the scope I'm dope don't do dope
Got ya eloped to the bars that rope around industry slopes
It's hard to cope all the sane and insanity picnic ants
Crawling like instincts suckas scared to blink sink
Deep into twlight zone battles of Rome dueling chrome
Against my own got **** the war is still on the horizon
Flow cosmic *** my chick til she flies by space corporate
Guardians of the gate relate ******* her state
Hypnosis ****** overdoses stays the closest Moses
Holdin' my rod along with the stips caught wisdoms drips
Reign upon me showered me with a beautiful legacy crazy
This ain't a conspiracy but conned from the reality actuality
Still battling from a locality where many don't wanna see
Brown braids Rasta crusades original predator
No Schwarzenegger to bust out of the flavors tapers
Of Hollywood marginalized the hood off falsehood
See us we been banging before banging **** sanging
Cut off the puppet strings that was dangling paining
All my adversaries I got a picture with ya cemetery
We gotta keep it raw above the law do you see what I see
Warren G? 90s flow vibe feel the thrive all the way live
Coolio cracking ya mental celebrate Nefertiti's embryo
Yo I'm speaking on a certain skin melanin within sins
Got us welded unsung heros hung over the bridging gongs
Master martial arts lyricist cop ears listening to this
Tripping circuits my words hit like a baby symphony
Oooos and ahhhhs gimme the leche out ya bras
Mami's from Miami Texas Virgina and DC see me
Twice on the third **** the birds I chattel the herds
Seven time felon priced rhymes my mind ain't sellin'
Third Eye Candy Mar 2020
a snail, plumb in the crease of a wilting green leaf with a loose tooth.
all the theatric lemonade at the box social, basking in long overdue
and upfront Delilahs… scorpion averse in a diabetic coma
made of so many wishes
you can’t live with.

the snail disembarks from the usual blarney
and writes a book about an up-close bird
with a beak as ominous
as a pop quiz.

while The Play is the Thing that keeps asking Why
when there’s a perfectly obvious
Gadot.

— The End —