"disquised" poems
With each memory a piece is shattered
The past slowly walks inside
And leaves disquised as tears
Tears that slowly rush down your face
And leaves you with no emotion
But most important tears that prove
Bad memories dont fade
Aug 31, 2013
Aug 31, 2013 at 1:20 PM UTC
all the oil is gone from the gulf
all we have to worry about
are vampires
YOU GO AWAY FOR A DAY AND WHAT IS HERE?
VAMPIRES....AGAIN
simple images of ourselves
and what we do to eachother
images of our false love disquised
as imagry....in imaginary terms
YOU GO AWAY FOR A DAY AND WHAT IS HERE?
VAMPIRES....AGAIN
you try to truly love but
the "people" want VAMPIRES
to **** their stinking blood
and give them excuses
for the blood they ****
YOU GO AWAY FOR A DAY AND WHAT IS HERE?
VAMPIRES....AGAIN
AND LOVERS.....AS SUCH
come
beyong the imaginary grief we feel
beyond the imaginary images of revenge
that thrill us to the core of our unworthiness
beyond the death we worship
we are truly dead
YOU GO AWAY FOR A DAY AND WHAT IS HERE?
VAMPIRES....AGAIN
and
so sad to say
WE ARE HERE
VAMPIRES!
******* death
as such
pretending that the oil
is gone from the gulf!
Sep 7, 2010
Sep 7, 2010 at 12:31 PM UTC
hate is the result of jealously guarded "love"
(and lovers)
jealousy comes alive in the isolated and the fearful
to survive is to be gentle
to survive is to be real
--
hate often takes the form of
a possessiveness that cripples
and humiliates
all who find it aimed at their heart
so they run!
RUN! RUN!! RUN!!
be free
of the love that is the disquised hate
the disquised lonliness
the disquised fear
in those who forget
they must fight for survival
with undauntable gentleness
--
we must be soul warriors
or we shall simply join
the pile of decayed and dying flesh
everywhere
Oct 19, 2010
Oct 19, 2010 at 11:03 AM UTC
So shameless!
Writing flippant verse
About severed body parts
And unimaginable suffering!
--
What an *** I am !
--
No
Respect!
--
For the victims!
For their families!
----
--
But wait
--
If you can't imagine the unimaginable suffering
You can't feel it!
And
Believe me
SOMEONE IS LAUGHING!
--
I think the disrespect is in the ACT OF SLAUGHTER
Not the reminder
---
The BOMB
(The ONE bomb)
Went off a long long time ago!
--
When we stopped caring for one another
when we stopped truly loving one another
When we ARMED OURSELVES
with
CALLOUSNESS
with
CYNICISM
with
GREEDINESS DISQUISED WITH WORDS SUCH AS PROSPERITY!
(And , of course
with
GUNS!)
--
So
--
OLE MC AMERICA HAD A BLAST!
(Eyi eyi oh)
AN OLDIE BUT GOODIE FROM THE PAST!
(Eyi eyi oh)
Here a corpse there a corpse
And a neighborhood full of body parts!
(OR IS THIS JUST AN ANALOGY OF OUR SCHOOLS
AND THE WAY WE TREAT THE WORLD'S CHILDREN?)
OLE MC AMERICA AND ITS FARCE
(Eyi eyi oh)
------
One gigantic
WAKE UP CALL!
If you don't wake up?
THE JOKE'S ON YOU
DONT BLAME ME
Apr 18, 2013
Apr 18, 2013 at 3:26 PM UTC
head in the pillow
my deep breaths filled with this fire in my house
that i must confront
the heat carries the message that i must grasp
let the burning desire of my truth singe my flesh
the part of me that runs from who i am
the darkness that encases the light within me
if i can catch the flame, and hold on to it
mo matter which way the wind blows it
remain the same
ive bee so afraid
it scares me so much becase the truth burns from inside
more and more every day
it grows and grows
i cannot stop it
and the conscequence of building more of this disquised body
for this flame to burn
to keep this false image coherent
just a little bit longer
i let these distractions -the change of the wind
pull me in another direction
but the flame should be in control of the wind
but im too afraid to become ablaze
engulfed in the light that will
make the change
for years the wind has licked away
until i extinguish
but i still remain
become a body only restrained by the rain.
TRULY USE MY FREE WILL AND BREAK THROUGH MY DIS ACTION.
Nov 30, 2011
Nov 30, 2011 at 4:17 AM UTC
And
Also,
YOU
•••
(How
"Hidden"
Came to mean
"Safe"
Is the story of our lives)
••
We walk thru WARS
Disquised as city streets
And see
"Madness"
Encased in semblances
Of Human Beings
••
We cry out for
SUBSTANCE
••
We get
DEATH
••
••
Well well well!
••
///
///
///
A flower child grows unto love and I go there
(I have no pretensions )
only a
"Perhaps"
Only a hint of
"Possibility"
•••
I come for
YOU
In the center of town
---The Heart----
•••
"Hidden"
In the virtuosity of love making
Fondling
Kissing
Pawing
At the fringes of morbidity
•••
(In the Modern Manner)
•••
Love
•••
///
///
///
We know of truth but we got no money
The Class Wars are here
••
We are scheduled to die
And
Soon
•••
(I have no prensions)
•••
We are
OF THE PAST
We are
ERASED
•••
Yet, still
I would like to express
MY LOVE
As something
GOOD
•••
The flower child!
Her Eyes!
The stray cat song in the night!
••
The lonely lovely
ETERNAL POET BOY
••
We shall survive
••
I don't know how
Only
WHY
Oct 18, 2013
Oct 18, 2013 at 2:27 PM UTC
An ode to my mother, mom you are my strength
For you, my God, I would go to any length
A gorgeous day not a single cloud of angst
As you rest peaceful in Heaven's outer banks
As high as a kite on selfless joy and pride
The sun grew jealous of light you held inside
You came home for Christmas gung ** bonafide
The world kept turning you were ready to ride
You could inhale hope smile and exhale faith
No marathons instead you won every race
Told to rest, but NO! You were God's special case
Wide eyes would float you to any destined place
Last Summer Point Pleasant you rode on the swings
Got off, and yelled, please don't let me do these things
You flew that day and today you've earned your wings
Angel for a mom makes me the king of kings
Could hardly walk and worse you could barely breathe
But you walked on out to meet the ocean breeze
The beach was all yours the perfect day was seized
Summer with Autumn was no longer make believe
You hit Atlantic City you doubled down
Toured the hotels and had fun you love that town
We had wonderful laughs there I love the sound
You chased happiness you didn't **** around
The woman who fought a most perilous strife
Never knew sympathy, although it enticed
Less than incredible simply never sufficed
Stronger than Superman you saved your own life
A hero disquised, stood only 5 foot 3
Ravaged skyscrapers desperate to revive me
Choked out fear, annihalated anxiety
You wove my path to enlightenment finally
Ask the doctors they call you miracle girl
Guided me close while my vision was blurred
Showed me light when darkness developed a hold
You opened my eyes to a spiritual world
A moment to thank you for eternal love
Kind symbolized by a quiet morning's dove
Perfect well yes I surely fell quite short of
And more and more love you were deserving of
But mom know as you fought your nemesis time
And never surrendered it helped me define
Suffering as being divine by design
Your life was so beautiful rescued was mine
Dec 24, 2015
Dec 24, 2015 at 9:58 PM UTC
Pets are different as are people
Which is in control, do you know?
They are side by side and may think as equals
The feelings they share are beyond compare
They look into each others eyes
With feelings that can't be disquised
Companionship, love and, trust for these are a must
Some may think it is silly, but really
Pets are friends till the end.
By Connie Hopkins
Apr 21, 2021
Apr 21, 2021 at 11:34 AM UTC
He
Walking pure golden
Feelings
(Let us
See them as mountains)
---
SHE
OF COURSE
IS HERE
--
I
Disquised as a child
(A little girl)
----
The soft wind faces and sun
..
The tomorrow that has come
The yesterday that is soon to be free
-----
--
We are not afraid any more
-------
In the image I create
God appears
-----
We are so lovely
We are healed
-------
Walking golden
Pure
Mountains
The
Lovely child
&
You and she
Dancing together
Are here
May 31, 2013
May 31, 2013 at 4:45 PM UTC
//////
Amid the liars /// walk on
00000
False flags waving in ****** breezes
////
Politics and horseshit is all there is
//
Until it's only YOU
&
ME
on the highway unto Dawn
//////
//////
Ain't no real countries
No real religions
No real leaders
No real poetry
//
Only disquised ideology
Meant to capture and enslave
••
Everybody saying
I AM this or that
What we need are HUMAN BEINGS
There is but one war being fought
IT IS YOU FIGHTING FOR THE SAKE
OF OUR UNITED DIGNITY
000
So come child
Be a child
Be the soul you know you are
Be the WARRIOR
be the MOUNTAIN
Be YE the LOVER
that everyone needs
Feb 15, 2015
Feb 15, 2015 at 4:42 PM UTC