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"inhumanness" poems
In the midst of sea, we scream Where are humans? Where are super humans? None to respond to our desperate scream, In the midst of a sea, we are A deserted island One that can most likely be submerged or Reach shores unlikely By the events, we remain helpless Being human less and with inhumanness We, at the brink of death & last inch of hope Expect miracles and wonders Nature fails us Kills our expectations, fills more sorrow Nature fills our body with Slow approaching death, We remain as a secluded mass of useless disposed waste, On a world that has a place for all the flora & fauna Modern nations-the epitomes of peace Wash their hands away remain A hopeless, useless, helpless puppet Ostracized from our ancestral land Vehemently opposed and reluctantly accepted We remain a displaced alien In their eyes. There are nations, But where are humans? Where are humans? A hope puts us to survive, Where we leave a message, As we get back to the graves. We send the waves of final message; we fall, Not as a disposed waste, But as a Phoenix that falls as a nutrition, For the soil, To revive an infinite and eternal humanity That stands tall as an undestroyable banyan tree Unshakable on any crises For humanity, we give ourselves As dare-doers and daring self-killers. Let's harvest the human hearts With the ever rising flames And give back Our future generations the homes. We lost and dreams we wished With a thin ray of distant hope, We dream to give our future generations A world that has no, Hopelessness of being helpless. We assert We are helpless, but not hopeless
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Sep 24, 2018
Sep 24, 2018 at 1:17 AM UTC
L16081995
Unheard and Unfaded voice of a disappearing island
In the midst of sea, we scream Where are humans? Where are super humans? None to respond to our desperate scream, In the midst of a sea, we are A deserted island One that can most likely be submerged or Reach shores unlikely By the events, we remain helpless Being human less and with inhumanness We, at the brink of death & last inch of hope Expect miracles and wonders Nature fails us Kills our expectations, fills more sorrow Nature fills our body with Slow approaching death, We remain as a secluded mass of useless disposed waste, On a world that has a place for all the flora & fauna Modern nations-the epitomes of peace Wash their hands away remain A hopeless, useless, helpless puppet Ostracized from our ancestral land Vehemently opposed and reluctantly accepted We remain a displaced alien In their eyes. There are nations, But where are humans? Where are humans? A hope puts us to survive, Where we leave a message, As we get back to the graves. We send the waves of final message; we fall, Not as a disposed waste, But as a Phoenix that falls as a nutrition, For the soil, To revive an infinite and eternal humanity That stands tall as an undestroyable banyan tree Unshakable on any crises For humanity, we give ourselves As dare-doers and daring self-killers. Let's harvest the human hearts With the ever rising flames And give back Our future generations the homes. We lost and dreams we wished With a thin ray of distant hope, We dream to give our future generations A world that has no, Hopelessness of being helpless. We assert We are helpless, but not hopeless
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*Pssst I have a secret... Promise you won't tell? If you break our promise you may die...* Was that a threat? I cannot tell... A little girl in front if me... Something is amiss-not well... *If I tell you the secret... Can I trust that you'll keep it that way?* Those words-no-her word echoed... Trust a strong word indeed... Can she trust me? *I trust you, So let's keep it that way~* What way? What secret? What trust? Words I want to say... *Hush, I know what you want to say... But first let me tell you this: History is repeating... It has been renewed. Your life is now nothing... You are your own dying art piece of a dark ****** hue. People can't keep promises... That's why trust is so hard to make. People leave each other... That's why relationships are usually fake.* **Stop! I don't want to know! I want my eyes closed! This pain is unnecessary, Leave the truth Untold!** But this ****** little girl continues, As if I never Spoke... I cried for her to stop, Covering my ears as she spoke. But her words penetrate... Deep...Deep...DEEP... Into my Mind... Into my Soul. *Unfairness has been breached... By the inhumanness of this world. War is just there, To bring down our walls... Speaking out your mind! You are silence for all! People think you're crazy! Many will watch you fall! **If you think me insane, Think of this now! You are the crazy one! Believing these lies, THAT WILL BEFALL US ALL! OPEN YOUR EYES YOU NÏAVE LITTLE ***** DO YOU BELIEVE ALL THESE LIES THAT HOLDS DEATH'S STENCH?** Of all the things... You wish to not do... **YOU CHOSE NOT TO OPEN YOUR EYES, TO THE PAIN OF THE TRUTH!*** I run to her. I covered her mouth. I have to silence her, Or Death will befall us both. **Hush child, All is well, I Know these Secrets, And I know none of them is well... But speak no more... Child of Sight... For the world forbids us... To open our eyes... Keep these a secret... Until the time is right... Fore Darkness will crush... Every force of Light...**
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Jan 20, 2014
Jan 20, 2014 at 12:28 PM UTC
clovina
Sworned Secrecy
*Pssst I have a secret... Promise you won't tell? If you break our promise you may die...* Was that a threat? I cannot tell... A little girl in front if me... Something is amiss-not well... *If I tell you the secret... Can I trust that you'll keep it that way?* Those words-no-her word echoed... Trust a strong word indeed... Can she trust me? *I trust you, So let's keep it that way~* What way? What secret? What trust? Words I want to say... *Hush, I know what you want to say... But first let me tell you this: History is repeating... It has been renewed. Your life is now nothing... You are your own dying art piece of a dark ****** hue. People can't keep promises... That's why trust is so hard to make. People leave each other... That's why relationships are usually fake.* **Stop! I don't want to know! I want my eyes closed! This pain is unnecessary, Leave the truth Untold!** But this ****** little girl continues, As if I never Spoke... I cried for her to stop, Covering my ears as she spoke. But her words penetrate... Deep...Deep...DEEP... Into my Mind... Into my Soul. *Unfairness has been breached... By the inhumanness of this world. War is just there, To bring down our walls... Speaking out your mind! You are silence for all! People think you're crazy! Many will watch you fall! **If you think me insane, Think of this now! You are the crazy one! Believing these lies, THAT WILL BEFALL US ALL! OPEN YOUR EYES YOU NÏAVE LITTLE ***** DO YOU BELIEVE ALL THESE LIES THAT HOLDS DEATH'S STENCH?** Of all the things... You wish to not do... **YOU CHOSE NOT TO OPEN YOUR EYES, TO THE PAIN OF THE TRUTH!*** I run to her. I covered her mouth. I have to silence her, Or Death will befall us both. **Hush child, All is well, I Know these Secrets, And I know none of them is well... But speak no more... Child of Sight... For the world forbids us... To open our eyes... Keep these a secret... Until the time is right... Fore Darkness will crush... Every force of Light...**
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Americana, fair Madonna, tell me what's become of you; star's so bright, your war's are polite, as your ripped flag's red, white, and blue. Oh bountiful cities, mountain-told villages; starlit pillages foreshadow your deathly paths. Some books hold secrets, while cake candles burn tricks to cigarettes of nuclear blasts! Afterthought you are oh country tis of thee; so blessed in your filth, your kilts are images of projected misery. Find an Alcove you castleview kings; your tongues will soon be silenced to the non-mindsense you care to bring! Resemble with eachother patriarchs of hatred; national to all stations, you are the one in control. Forget what mother told you? Did you already sell your soul? Instant inhumanness; gratitude for filthiness, they feel for girly magazines. Rescind your rhetoric you false entity of enemies kings. Perch behind the clouds where the guard's can't get you; where pharaoh's confront you, only God knows all time! Subjection to viewest bozos behind bar-reason rhymes. Where are you angel of light? I see your face; or have I taken your place? ©Brandon nagley ©lonesome poet's poetry ©prison poetry
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Feb 5, 2017
Feb 5, 2017 at 6:01 PM UTC
brandon-nagley
Americana exodus
Americana, fair Madonna, tell me what's become of you; star's so bright, your war's are polite, as your ripped flag's red, white, and blue. Oh bountiful cities, mountain-told villages; starlit pillages foreshadow your deathly paths. Some books hold secrets, while cake candles burn tricks to cigarettes of nuclear blasts! Afterthought you are oh country tis of thee; so blessed in your filth, your kilts are images of projected misery. Find an Alcove you castleview kings; your tongues will soon be silenced to the non-mindsense you care to bring! Resemble with eachother patriarchs of hatred; national to all stations, you are the one in control. Forget what mother told you? Did you already sell your soul? Instant inhumanness; gratitude for filthiness, they feel for girly magazines. Rescind your rhetoric you false entity of enemies kings. Perch behind the clouds where the guard's can't get you; where pharaoh's confront you, only God knows all time! Subjection to viewest bozos behind bar-reason rhymes. Where are you angel of light? I see your face; or have I taken your place? ©Brandon nagley ©lonesome poet's poetry ©prison poetry
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Ruined my life Made it a hell It wasn't my fault i can finally tell **** you for making me make my decisions Based off of your stupid own ****** religions Why would i care about going to heaven when i've survived hell through your dreams and your passions What i'm about to do i'll make sure involves you (as always) What i will do will be all about you (as always) Let this not be about me and my weakness But a megaphone broadcasting inhumanness Here's one last vow Before i end it all YOU ******* **** I'LL MAKE SURE YOU TAKE YOUR FALL
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Jun 26, 2018
Jun 26, 2018 at 1:20 AM UTC
FilomenaShuroksha
**** you
Ruined my life Made it a hell It wasn't my fault i can finally tell **** you for making me make my decisions Based off of your stupid own ****** religions Why would i care about going to heaven when i've survived hell through your dreams and your passions What i'm about to do i'll make sure involves you (as always) What i will do will be all about you (as always) Let this not be about me and my weakness But a megaphone broadcasting inhumanness Here's one last vow Before i end it all YOU ******* **** I'LL MAKE SURE YOU TAKE YOUR FALL
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They have now gone far too far, So many names they have called me and many a time, A multiplicity of a multiplicity of names, Time and again, I have ignored, Forgive them Lord, for they know not what they say, I believed, No matter how demeaning and painful the names, At one time I was called a dog and others, At the other, pig and others, And now, Trash. I refuse to be associated with savagery, I refuse to be associated with downright human life disrespect I refuse to be associated with ****** I refuse to be associated with blatant inhumanness, I refuse to be associated with Donovan Moodley or Patrick Wisani, I refuse to be associated with Shrien Dewani or William Nkuna, I refuse to be associated with Sandile Mantsoe or Oscar Pistorius, I refuse to be associated with Jacobus Oosthuizen or any of such Satanic barbarians, I refuse. Judge me for what I have or have not done, Not for what Sandile has or has not done, They are sick, they are crazy, They are dramatic and narrow-minded, Seeing me for what William Nkuna and the others are, Indeed, they are what they are, Brutal, inhuman and diabolic, Barbaric, heartless and savage, But I am neither either of them nor trash, I am a man and a very proud one, I am a man and very proud to be one, Was yesterday, am today and will be tomorrow, Despite where their reckless utterances deposit me, Despite their misguided and narrow-minded judgements, I am a responsible and caring man, I am not trash, Never was, And never will ever be.
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Jun 3, 2017
Jun 3, 2017 at 5:21 PM UTC
dr-noah-kaliofas-marutlulle
I ain't trash
They have now gone far too far, So many names they have called me and many a time, A multiplicity of a multiplicity of names, Time and again, I have ignored, Forgive them Lord, for they know not what they say, I believed, No matter how demeaning and painful the names, At one time I was called a dog and others, At the other, pig and others, And now, Trash. I refuse to be associated with savagery, I refuse to be associated with downright human life disrespect I refuse to be associated with ****** I refuse to be associated with blatant inhumanness, I refuse to be associated with Donovan Moodley or Patrick Wisani, I refuse to be associated with Shrien Dewani or William Nkuna, I refuse to be associated with Sandile Mantsoe or Oscar Pistorius, I refuse to be associated with Jacobus Oosthuizen or any of such Satanic barbarians, I refuse. Judge me for what I have or have not done, Not for what Sandile has or has not done, They are sick, they are crazy, They are dramatic and narrow-minded, Seeing me for what William Nkuna and the others are, Indeed, they are what they are, Brutal, inhuman and diabolic, Barbaric, heartless and savage, But I am neither either of them nor trash, I am a man and a very proud one, I am a man and very proud to be one, Was yesterday, am today and will be tomorrow, Despite where their reckless utterances deposit me, Despite their misguided and narrow-minded judgements, I am a responsible and caring man, I am not trash, Never was, And never will ever be.
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