"epidemy" poems
Criminally minded politicians
acting saints
Evil doers getting praised
Innocent ones stuck in chains
The rich and ***** go scot-free
While the poor is severely punished
On the streets, cops ****
Skin color is still an issue
Several hundreds die 'cause of their religious beliefs
Drug overdose is on the increase
Gangbanging in the hoods still claiming lives
I hate guns
but a gun is not killer, humans are!
Genuine trust is as rare as the Unicorn
Maybe the beautiful souls are yet to be born or they are long gone
What of the epidemy of baby mama and baby dads
Kids raised with no father figure in their lives
They’ve got to find their way in a world so evil
They end up been taken advantage of and
Many becoming parents in their teens
We live in a society
Where getting money is rated higher
than living with integrity
Who cares if someone is getting hurt,
so far my pocket is getting fat
The thoughts of a self-centered heart
Even the environment is suffering
Global warming
Plastics in the oceans
Tons and tons of trees are fell
Our rivers and seas are polluted
At the end of the day,
We all face the consequences
Computers are helping a lot
But also taking people's jobs
A lot are depressed
From spending too much time on the internet
Tortured by other's fake online presence
I bet you, the list goes on and on...
It almost feels like a curse
How do we save ourselves from ourselves
How do we separate the chaff from the wheat?
How do we redeem the beasts in human skin?
I guess it all begins with you and me
Nothing but love can restore our sanity
Apr 5, 2019
Apr 5, 2019 at 6:47 AM UTC
the day i will stop loving him
is fanciful and fictitious
he makes me melt by his complexion
his granduer beauty and alluring charm
his voice makes me euphoric--
blossoming with jubilant
fire ignites within my lungs as i catch gaze of him
fire seeths within my alabaster skin,
boring holes into the precious epidermis
the affectionate, passionate feeling i feel when i see him--
its unexplainable and inexpressible
his jade eyes are the epidemy of color
a widespread concentration of lust
his voice is the sound of angels crooning
mellifluous, harmonious, dulcet
but once that pure, divine resonate had vanished
i hear of melancholy and despair; sorrow and despondancy
him
Sep 17, 2014
Sep 17, 2014 at 9:42 PM UTC
There are many girls out there
with unloving fathers
I am not special in that regard
The difference is
I was always told that he did love me
And maybe in some way he did
But he was never able to show it
...if he really did
So I grew up believing
that the apathetic man
who rarely took interest in me
or the things I cared about
and constantly tore me down
with every mistake I made
was the epidemy of love
I learned to trust words over actions
somewhere deep down
I always knew his actions didn't line up
but you can do anything to convince yourself of love
Oct 16, 2017
Oct 16, 2017 at 6:35 PM UTC
The smoke curled into the glittering sky,
Grey fingers that blurred the stars, teasing their edges.
He was beautiful as he leaned his head against the weathered bark,
His tousled dark hair a crown of shadows.
Calloused fingers whispered a history of steel strings
As they lazily twirl a joint from tip to thumb.
The paper kissing his lips
He inhaled
The smoldering orange highlighting his cheek bones
sparking off his feline eyes.
With a slow grin he turned his gaze to the night sky
Smoke seeping from his teeth to curl up
To be snagged by the crisp night breeze.
Russet skin, painted with the silver of the moons glow
Eyes dark, flashing with the stars cool brightness
He resembled my every dream of a dark prince.
His lazy stance,
His sensual lips forming an O to release frothy rings that danced
In the pale darkness.
He was the epidemy of **** and a rush of want flooded my veins
The electricity in my limbs
jumping towards him.
My heart caught and I stumbled under the rush of fire
Looking quickly away, red stained my ****** cheeks and
His husky laugh filled the night.
Dec 25, 2015
Dec 25, 2015 at 11:04 PM UTC