"mada" poems
There's secrets exchanged
Under the round peachy city light,
Across Gadjah Mada street
Between 4 privilege kids
Denpasar has it ways
To unite west-east-north-south at once
Here, to the feast
To the riddle of longing
To floating dilemmas
To confusing adulthood
We've been together before
Not just a narrative hunters
When the wind oppress
We are lost,
but we're not gonna lose
Jan 2, 2022
Jan 2, 2022 at 10:27 AM UTC
Kiriaki Olivia Eleni Mada-lozi
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Impotent ejaculator precosē. Charles manson's advocates; Henry Robert narcissistic
your sociopath psychopath nurse from hell in LA CA.
You aren't above the law
Poisoners sterile hainas
Susan WRat no.
**** human predators human traficants to hell with you all- ratas inmundas! Emilia Velazquez thief IHSS should put you in jail And immigration take your green card stealing my savings and stimulus money cashed. Shame on you rata inmunda ladrona.
Filthy rats
Creeping animals
**** of life
Shoddy monstrosity.
Subhuman
Spectres of Hell
**** vermins
How much damaged you've done to me and my daughter's
Poisoning them with hallucinogenic metamphetamins psychotropics without them knowing
Then, blackmailing them to give up their parental rights to sterile haenas jealous medeas
Add insult to injury to my family forcing psychiatric pill intake to hide your ancient crimes
Your hate crime is now public susan ra-t-ano hell *****
You bought my grown daughter from the human predators I had escaped from
1982.
Coward filthy **** *****
Vermin word raitano
Poisonous serpent
Waste of life
I hate you and despise you.
Two-legged rats
I'm talking to you all
because creeping creatures,
even being the most cursed,
compared to your evildoers
vermin human predators,
a creeping snake
stands taller than you all.
**** leeches
**** cockraoches
you who infects with bites,
who hurts and who kills.
Slanders trashing whoever
is holy good and precious
You Vermin
Poisonous serpents
Waste of life
I hate you and despise you.
I bind to you all my motherly pain I curse you in every life time.
Two-legged filthy rats,
I'm talking to you!
because a creeping creature,
even being the most cursed and ugly, in hell, on Earth
unwelcome in heaven,
compared to you **** brains.
stands much taller.
You're listening to me
useless
Hyena of Hell
How much I hate you and despise you!
**** leech
**** cockraoch
you who infects with bites,
who hurts and who kills.
Vermin
Poisonous serpents
In everyone's paradise.
Waste of life
I hate you and despise you.
Two-legged my filthy rats
I'm talking to you too ***** donors madalozi charms.bos henry welonek.
because a creeping creature,
even being the most cursed compared to you
You stand even smaller.
~~~~~~~
Repost.
By Paquita del Barrio
And Karijinbba.
1976-present
All Rights.
Mar 8, 2021
Mar 8, 2021 at 9:35 PM UTC
**Donna kanji datta?
Ii kanji ka douka?
Tabun wakaranai kedo,
Mada kangaeshite agerun no na.
Moshi zutto ai suru kanatte naoshitette
Mata wa tabun gamanshimasu.
Dochira mo ii kanatte.**
*What kind of feeling is this?
A better one or not so?
Maybe i can't say so but,
I still think of giving it...
If only love could heal it longer
Or maybe i could bear it again.
Whichever it is.*
Apr 17, 2015
Apr 17, 2015 at 12:45 PM UTC
tu da ve za sivi
va du vi za vada zo
veda ga va caduza
nevaga za du vo
badeva bada debu
yana ba va gada ze
remana ga redava
mada ga de bada ve
Jun 23, 2017
Jun 23, 2017 at 3:31 PM UTC
Tadap reha ha
Gor bi tadapda rahunga
Par tenu dekhan nai aaunga
Miss kr reha ha
Miss karda bi rahunga
Par tenu miln nai anda
Saliye ki keha c
Kuj kar lAyegi, je me koi gal kiti
Ena bi bura nai c me
Ro reha ha tenu dekhan lai
Ro reha ha tenu milN de lai
Par sala tere wal nu per chakan di himmat nai hundi
Yaar ena bi mada nai c me
Ik war dasea ta hunda
Gaalan bi nai lad sakda tenu ta
Ki milju menu gaalan kad ke
Sachi dasa. 5 waj rahe ne
Tera hi sapna aya hoea c
Bus ehi ik jariya reha gea he
Tenu dekhan da te tenu milan da
Par pata sapne wich bi tu
Beganea **** mildi he
Na gal kardi he
Na hi mildi he
Bus sirf dikhai dindi he
Hate u kudiye
Apr 20, 2019
Apr 20, 2019 at 7:39 PM UTC
Sve počne kada nastupi tišina. Kada prestane svo šuškanje, lupkanje, svi koraci i kikot. Kada ostanem sama u svojoj sobi, u kojoj je jedini izvor svetlosti sveća sa mirisom vanile.
Tada, dok ležim pokrivena omiljenim mekanim ćebetom koje mi je poklonila baka još kada sam bila mala, tok misli me vodi u svetove za koje nisam ni znala da postoje. Ne osećam težinu svog tela, ne vidim više ni svetlost sveće. Veoma je slično snovima, ali ipak ne sanjam.
Odjednom, srce mi jače kuca, disanje mi se ubrzava i iz mira me izbacuju misli, koje sada ne teku, već jure kao da se takmiče koja će pre da dopre do mene. Nekim danima su to misli koje izgledaju kao polje maslačaka u proleće, obasjano suncem, u kom se čuje samo cvrkut ptica i moj smeh. Sa druge strane, moje misli mogu da izgledaju i kao sklop svih prirodnih nepogoda. Tada sklupčana sedim u uglu svog uma, osetim vrelinu požara i čujem grmljavinu, ali ne vidim ni prst pred okom.
Mada, kao što ništa u životu nije crno-belo, nisu ni moje misli. Uvek postoji taj međuprostor, to šarenilo ili ponekad samo praznina. Mnogo puta mi se desilo da uđem u svoj um i da on izgleda kao beskonačno bela soba puna pitanja. Koja pitanja se nalaze na beskonačno belom zidu vašeg uma?
Oct 10, 2020
Oct 10, 2020 at 7:27 AM UTC
You know those days --
those sad, miserable, sucker-punched in the heart, sort of days --
when all you want, is for the tears to well out of you?
for your tears to flow, so that at least something comes out?
But it's as though you have no more tears left in you.
Your well is all dried up.
It's a bit like my heart, actually,
The way it's dropping,
so
far
down
in my chest.
(I'm almost worried it'll disappear.)
And I have friends.
I have these wonderful, beautiful, friends of mine -- I have people.
But it feels
as though
I am glass.
fragile.
see-through.
And no matter how I want
to scream, "HELP!"
the words stay sticky, stuck,
in my throat.
And in the end, well.
I'm back all alone.
But I am still breathing.
I am still living.
still wanting to keep on doing those things.
More than anything, I want to push
that darkness,
that fear,
that lingering sadness, swallowing me whole into its abyss --
I want to push it far, far, away.
But all I can do now, is ask:
"How do I get out of here?"
Like that little lost child, whom I have not been in so long.
And hope
for an answer
that will not come.
-- original, typed in romaji --
Korewa,
Nakitakutemo, nakitakutemo,
Ikiru kotoga zenzen mazushikutte,
Mou, namidawa nai.
tte iu kannji.
Nannka, kokoro ga sukoshi zutsu
"chi-nn" to ochiterumitai.
Soshite, tomodachi ga donnani itemo
Jibunnwa fuyou no gurasu
Mou, toumei mitai ni natte
[Tasukete] to iitakutemo
Kotobawa nodo ni tsuikotte,
Owariniwa mata hitoribochida.
Demo, mada ikiterushi,
mada ikitaishi,
Kono kurosa, kono nayamiwa,
Tookuni oshitai.
Daga, maigo no kodomo no youni,
[Douyatte kokokara deruno?]
toshika kikenai.
Mar 15, 2020
Mar 15, 2020 at 10:45 PM UTC