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Lofty trees, far
grown grasses, in between
I looked upon
no birds, no stars , no clouds
Only void welkin
I traipsed, little further
three sluggish miles
*** relaxing, nearby
I looked upon, anew
birds, stars, moon, sun
all were there, frocking
But I was lost, somewhere
I was burning, deadly
And so deeply that I still
Can sense it's fervid in me
Mitali Das Mar 2020
Reclining on a cliff
In the twilight gloom,
I beheld a different world;
Where earthly sufferings can't reach.
The blue expanses expended non-ceasingly.
The waves glittered,
And seemed to be frocking in joy.
A divine voice was chanting,as if
Spatting out what I never heard.
  Then-
Was it or I who felt it
Hey,the waves seemed to make fun of me!
The waves with it's every ripple
Seemed to have an air of mockery!
Was I an alein among them?
Or the vice versa?
Philip Connett Apr 2021
Back to the days when letters were seal
Aloss of the lass of fetters and zeal
Back to the days when a man was king for walking the streets proud
From the hips and heart and how the ****'s that

Walk the black line muck in get your some
Be a man and expect your worth
Walk the line and get your ******' ***
Be a woman and give it what's worth

The gloves and plither spleen
The crowns worn by the man on the street who walks proud

They're swarmin' and puggin' and juggin' and frocking
Down the dock or the railway station
They're bikkin' and bokkin' hookin' and grapplin'
For a piece of the fight
And they're fightin' for a piece of it

It's the same old story
There's people fighting for freedom
And there's people lappin' up cream
Surrounded by ***** cats on *******

***** straighten up and fight for your man
Box ***** straighten up and fight for your man

Pick n' pack an' slap and dance some
And don't just dance for anyone
Pick n' pack an' slap and dance some
And just don't dance for that ******* man

Spin a coin & come what may
Spin a coin and either way
When it's laid out in either side
Buck up
Get on up
Get up & fight with pride

Tear stained cloth and sweat stained loss
Protect ya brother and sister

The days ain't changed
There's my ******* ******* their hearts out for a chance
They're toiled and soiled
And they got broken against the wheel
What they wouldn't give for a sweet cherish with their lover girl
What you wouldn't give to go back those years

It's the same old story
There's people fighting for freedom
And there's people laying down
Being pampered by fans and fey

Box ***** straighten up and fight for your man
Smell the salt on your straight man's brow

If you let them take your time
Your brother may just drown
In your own filth and blood
If you're a kept pet
Then your claws are crimped girl
If your ******* a man
Then stand up for him
Go Girl go for him

The gloves and the plither spleen
The crowns worn by the man who stands proud

The gloves and the plither spleen
The wrangle and rail
The hooks and the jail

The hooks and the plither spleen
Give 'em what's got
Box *****
Don't stand for it!
KorbydAngyle Jan 2021
can you feel it alive in the night
the razzle waves develop
under disdain yet God's light
from here what i defend
assimilate and betray justifies me
yet in the darkness in the horrors
of this night I'm afraid
trembling end notes to slanderous songs
always sung in my mind
cease your doubt and cloud your delivery
of the thoughts there's a
fear mongering night foresworn to deny
you won't budge from chair of desperations
curled as forgotten sprout
lay worn more on the flesh than contends
yet inside your casket
ill dreams are falling enticed by serpents
many roils and curves frocking
the ocean of bitter mind weaves
as the surface completes a night
i can not hide anymore one destiny
steadied by hasty hands clawing cleaving
they're snips valued by assuring events and momentum
yet stories told by the night call them down below
and with heroless hours and resin of flesh defeated strafing
the somber mood too delicate to break
is now another awaiting night
can you feel it's fear it's well it's alive in the night

— The End —