Fasad poems on Hello Poetry

Shrivastva MK Sep 2017

Kash! Ye dil bhi benakab hote,
To sayad na dhokhe hote aur nahi fasad hote,
Log sirf unse dosti karte,
Jinke dilo me sirf mohabbat ke raag hote,

Kash! Ye dil bhi benakab hote,
To sayad na dhokhe hote aur nahi fasad hote,
Sirf unse hi pyaar hota,
Jinke dilo ke liye wo khaas hote,

Kash ! Ye dil bhi benakab hote,
To sayad na dhokhe hote aur nahi fasad hote,
To Pet sirf unka bharta,
Jo sach me us roti ke mohtaaz hote,

Kash ! Ye dil bhi benakab hote,
To sayad na dhokhe hote aur nahi fasad hote,
To Na padti zarurat en hothon ki,
Kyoki sirf dilon se hi baat hote,

Kash! Ye dil bhi benakab hote,
To sayad na dhokhe hote aur nahi fasad hote,
Har ghar mandir ban jata,
Aur Maat-pita us mandir ke bhagwan hote,

Kash! Ye dil bhi benakab hote,
To sayad na dhokhe hote aur nahi fasad hote,
To na koi dharm hota aur na koi mazahab ,
Hum sab ek hote aur sabhi se pyar hote,

Kash ! Ye dil bhi benakab hote,
To sayad na dhokhe hote aur nahi fasad hote,
Na milta phir kisi ko bhi dard bhare pal,
Na kavi hote aur nahi sayari bhare andaaz hote,

Kash ! Ye dil bhi benakab hote,
To sayad na dhokhe hote aur nahi fasad hote,
Kaun puchhta en banawati chehare ko,
Tab to **** se nahi sirf ru'h se pyaar hote,
Sirf ru'h se pyaar hote...

#hindi #reality #feelings

John B Nov 2014

Ebola

media says you

obey the new curfew

the men in black suits

drooped there blues just to hit you

oath breakers lament at the days of justice

glad that there gone, joyous warrior busts sit

in place of the ten in court houses and school pits

correctional facilities a mural of magnanimity

fasad removed infirmary's

making monsters of men once just true to peace

that's why I must say don't just police the police

put in brief question everything

even the words I'm saying

if all this **** hits

any resistance will be terrorism

any act will be justifiable in the name of containment

and no injustice

no matter how grievous

will need anything more to be welcomed

as the flag "to stop the Ebola"

50% chance of death to all infected

100% chance to rule the world

1% chance to have a peace of the pie

99% chance to die

with plasma donation at an all time high it seems that Ebola may have been the plain all along, it explains a lot, fema coffins and quiet African occupations, the line across the middle east
(that is Pakistan, Afghanistan, Iran, Iraq, Syria Libya)

also fema coffins, the story they handed out for this is so flooded that you can't look into it without someone saying its just a grave liner and wile the picture they hand out looks similar its not the same thing

http://www.scribd.com/doc/17690179/Multi-Functional-Cremation-Container-For

notice the lack of latches

https://www.metabunk.org/threads/debunked-fema-coffins-plastic-grave-liners.904/

now the vantage corp coffin vaults above see how they look with the nice rounded top and latches, they need the latches to keep water out.

https://www.metabunk.org/data/MetaMirrorCache/contrailscience.com_skitch_skitched_20130312_170814.jpg

notice it looks like the patent not the venture corp product and again no latches, so what is vantage corp?

http://www.abovetopsecret.com/forum/thread321952/pg20

also vantage does not sell anything that looks even closer to the fema bins see for your selfs...

http://www.vantageproducts.com/index.html

unless you expect me to believe they payed extra for custom bins that wouldn't do the job intended that just so happen to look just like a corpse bin some broke folk were petting at next to nothing, I'm not saying its Ebola I'm saying if I was black hand, big brother whatever, id be praying for an outbreak to take the pressure off me, an outbreak can be engineered and all actions point to this, how do you contain Ebola? you lock down the sick and burn the bodies, with all the tubs solvent would work just as well and every camp would only need a few bins solvent to be acquired locally, kinda kills my idea of looking at fema for a solvent buy, maybe CDC now and I cant help but think its all too obvious, like Nigeria Niger #bringbackourgirls how hard is it to link Boko Haram to 1% funding...

don't get up ill do it.

according to Kimeng Hilton Ndukong

(This followed the recent arrest of key members of the sect and appointment of a new police chief in Nigeria.)

"Nigerian agents appear to have made a major discovery in their investigations into the sources of funding of the Boko Haram Islamic sect. According to the Nigerian Tribune newspaper, the State Security Service (SSS) and its local and international counterparts have now traced the group's sources of funding to some Al-Qaeda-linked organisations in the Middle East."

well that was fast, we all know who funded them *******...

in case there is some question to that point

http://www.securityassistance.org/

Derick Van Dusen Dec 2010

This Is Me Plain To See

I walk through life hoping to find that something that will get me through. I live in a world that has been created by forces outside my control and frankly that scares me. I seem to feel alone all of the time even though there are millions of people around me, I dont see them all I can see is there fasad, that face they put on so people cant know the real them. For some reason or another we all feel the need to hide who we really are, maybe its so we dont get hurt, maybe so we dont feel pain or anger or frustration from the real us. Im sick of hiding who I am, Im not afraid to get hurt, im not afraid to feel. I am just a person looking for the point to this inane existence. I cant figure out what it is that im supposed to do, so I run from everything hoping I wont have to, but im tired of running. If any one can tell me what the point is, then please do because im out of breath and cant run any more. If the to my friend blog was about me then maybe you can help.

05 boardem or inspiration which ever

Ryan Seth Cole Sep 2020

(Hollywood preachers)

I am not as close as I would want to be. I look around me and I have everything I need. The lightness of my steps is not light enough for a gentile humiliation worth notoriety. The perception through my gaze is not the sight I want to see. The intentions of my touch is not the action I wanted you to see.

I look again at myself this is not who I want to be. Scars and strife belittle the narration of the overarching story.

It doesnt give you the intimate details that took me from where I was to the me you now see. It doesnt say where I am and where I am going.

I dig in my heels and set my sight forward. That was behind me will try to remind me but I will pay little attention as I quicken my pace abrubtly.

Rembrants impression on a zimmer symphony has as much inspiration as it allows to be. As I have as much ambition as I have allowed myself to be. My discipline is as un-organized as a branch fractal to scatter it's leaves.

My euphanisms are as practical as you have empathy. My mind is as deep as an infants reach. My nostalgia is littered with grief. Every time the wind blows you see a different side of me.

I am for every cause and yet I spend little to no time perfecting the flaws in me. I will put on a show just so you side with me. I will justify so long as its not revealing a deeper truth about me.

I have all the time and money and yet I am not free. I am loved by many and yet not truly known except by those who are close or my family. I have pretended for so long I donot remember who I am besides thats the part I find most disgusting. I am ashamed of who I am so I put up a fasad of who I want you to see.
I am an attention ***** and you spend all your time and money being entertained by me.

-RSC

Spare us the lecture and work on yourself.

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