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aviisevil Jun 2014
Conquer, these souls you so want to torture
Give me my pills and watch me turn into a monster
Come here gran, where you off to?; I want to torch her
And all you gentlemen, just jerking off, do you concur ?
I would have smacked your *** off the table if it was a contest
So go ahead, take your time, demonstrate a protest
And there is no time to explain, hell, i'm in pain
Take a name and I would really want her
Yeah, it's bad, blowin' a pipe, i'm goin' mad
Running around naked with a pound of ******* in my bag-pack
It's real sad, if you think about it
I'm trying to hammer a nail in my ******' head
But I can't find no way around it
Wrap around it, act astounded, it's funny how you responded
When I told you it was your momma, last night I pounded
And you're two ****** short, man I counted
Why you bring me an asian all the time ?
When I specially told you it was a blonde one I wanted
And there's no way i'm 'gonna stop once you've mounted
And it's not my fault you leave every girl so disappointed
*** is spooky ****, I swear that **** is so haunted
And you made me cry, the way you just taunted
I'll just ignore you 'cause I know you were born bad-mouthed
If you think you can convert me, I seriously doubt it
Enough done, enough said, you **** man and I don't want to hear about it





Oh, don't you mess with me boy
I can bet you it's something you won't enjoy
I'll drown your screams with my noise
And when I leave, i'll leave you destroyed  
Your silly tactics; with me you can't employ
It's your own fault if I leave you paranoid
A stand-off with me is something you should avoid
For when i'm done with you, you'll be destroyed




You twerk even worse than the goddess miley
Now shake that *** for me ***** and scream loudly
Show me you ain't dead and take a swing at me wildly
As I give you a dose of my karate chops; mildly
And show the world how you lost your front teeth proudly
Hush, now little girl, daddy's 'gonna sing you a lullaby finally
I know you got some daddy issues, here take some tissues
The ones I came in just a while ago
Baby, you've got some great ****, is there where you keep all your ego ?
Take it slow, it's a no show, how 'bout you and me do some blow ?
And watch these half assed punks as they come and go
And daddy can tell, you still havn't learned to spell
Was it the thirteenth floor from where you fell
Head-first to the ground and was that when they found,
That you are a ****** and life is no video game you can just re-start
And it makes me sick, when they call your boring rhymes an art
You lack imagination and that's why it never felt so hard
But step in my shoes, ******* blues and they'll shred you in a thousand pieces apart
But for all it's worth, i'll always be the first to smear myself in dirt  
And how are those tears forming in your eyes, do they hurt ?
But I forgive you, 'cause that's what a bigger man always does
And offcourse I am talking about my ****, you ****!
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imnthea May 2017
no i don't  prefer  to  be  alone
its just that silence is more profound  
whenever i am around people
yes i do fear for my spirit depressing down
but i feel like i am gasping for air among others
yes i feel ridiculed by my odd deeds
but i was just being honest to myself
eclipso child Feb 2017
..me..myself all alone..again..day by day..
..why haven't i've done nothing..but all..that
          i ever gould find..within..

                 ..no surrender..no retreat..
Mimisa Dickens Mar 2014
Maybe by luck, By chance maybe,As fast as a duck, to my heart it came to be. Though too much for me to ****, I decided to let it be.

Separated by milliometers, divided by ductness. Sought and fought by haters, held stronger by heartlessness. Inside bright as stars, outside dull with hollowness. What it says deters and deprives of happiness.

I ran along by fate, to get it to be my mate. Solemnly my pride I ate, and to it I opened my gate. By luck it ****** my bait, and it I managed to get. Though it said to me wait, my fears to it I let. Because I feared to be late, an early bird myself I met. Thanks to my fearful date, undilligently I made it against its hate.

A wired soul, creased heart, a skinned spirit, playing foul, sins fat, found out about it. Serenity bowl, what a flirt. Did I mind it? Offcourse I did. Gabbered heat and thought myself a ***. With a mighty haul, i unhooked my love and away I got swift.
Sukhman Jun 2018
They discovered many types of pollution
But still not discovered any solution
Yet they suggest preventions that are countless
But they usually prove to be a messand not a bless

Can't we ever change this system
And free our earth from the tag of victim
Can't the dream never be fulfilled
Where tress are planted and not killed
Poems like this come everyday
But acting on them seems out of the way
Can't we all collaborate and build a nation
Where words are less and more is action

Well offcourse we can
We are the human
The most intelligent species on the world
But why this intelligence is all curled
In a blanket of ignority
Killing everyone through its insensitivity

Please stop all this nonsense
And regain your commonsense
This is our earth
We have to protect it
It gave us birth
We have to respect it
SaWal Feb 2018
I am a good man
with a good heart
I gotta slow start
But I will push hard
Because I wanna go far
Hope is what fuels my car
Me no more dream of stars
Because I learn from my scars
That life ain't always a rock guitar
So sometimes you gotta trust the artist more than the art
And if life's a bull's eye I know just the dart
That is why I wanna master these mind wars
Dreams can never be understood by pie charts
Movies taught me there can be life even on Mars
And this ain't funny at all
This what makes a nobody like me feel like Czar..Power
Hitting the rock bottom that is common its just a Part
Whats uncommonly brave is when you fight your way out of that dark spot
Because even the most beautiful firework also needs an igniting spark
And offcourse, life has got plenty of chocolates in its Jar
No matter if I find one, some or many bitter
I just need to keep looking for my sweet bar
After all I am already an Interstellar
My favorite escape
Just wanna recap
It’s sunday sunshine
Little trouble in my ryhme
I don’t care
I just completed the dare
Offcourse it was hard and rare
Sitting on that chair
My feat can feel the ground
And I can smell the air
Got my chilled beer
I’ve got someone to share
Because I do care
We are God’s blessed pair
I’m not scare
To fell from these stair
Somewhere my soul is unaware
But I kept those invisible tear
May be the only way the source of my power
Doesn’t look so unfair
And for now
I hold up
Lay down on that chair
Underneath your long hair
My eyes are heavily blink here
I think I am somewhere.
Hira malik Feb 2019
this is the nation who loves to write, but the actions are limited to dreams, to thoughts that are not even processed-- this is the nation that hates to be fooled, yet fool ownself again and again by love of things and hatred for people...

i can never attribute to the happenings around me, neither  have i any contribution in making and defaming the things that comfort me, people those adore me, and offcourse ppl haters for me. i just am living a life made by someone and still complaining for the distress they are creating when my contribution in making myself is none.....

i used to think of love for love, an ecstatic love that makes u forget everything-- an enigmatic love above all fragrances, since , i saw those little face at 10 pm, sunday night , no shoes, ***** outfits and running infront of fruit shop with juices in their hands being given by that fruit keeper. they had a vibrance on their faces, as if after long hard day begging they have got what they never dreamt of. they were running but with slow pace for fear of spillage of a single drop, and ofcourse din drink it for long for fear of it may not end so quickly--- I UNDERSTOOD THE MEANING OF YEARNING, LOVE AND DESIRES that night. love has too many aspects, i forgot till that night.

i am sharpening my sixth sense with sounds of imaginative broken heart, a dreadful scream, a dream that is shattered, a helpless soul, a bargain with no benefit, a crack in soul, an irtrepairable hurt. i have sharpened my senses, but still i dnt have a courage to face it.

luxuries never play with the sound mind for they give comfort, they pamper insane heart who is in search of so many things that are not even known to him.

i am in process of making and remaking, yet defying my spirit every day with daily activities makes me a better person. does shaping and reshaoing has any role until ur break and re-break urself??

i am finding a beginning in a chapter, first page of a book with remarks of triumph, and last page of this book with words of gain. i read again and again shame, shame and nothing without shame. discomfort dis-arm me everytime i go through the words of book, and i look for peace in silnce of my sleep.

aghast, tired, struck in confusion, i wrap up everyday the left overs, trash them far in dreams in no- land, with hope of new in another day. sleeps make me tired to wake me up to look for same trash i threw a day back with same lethargic breaths. y days go so long for the beginners??

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