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Poetic T May 2016
I missed a  repayment of love
so she evicted my heart.
Leaving my feelings on the curb,
mourning its passing now were apart.
Abcb rhyme
Alliesaurus Feb 2010
Hello there, long lost friend!Your soul is quick to embraceBut your eyebrows are hesitantNonchalant, but entirely too awareOf the time that has passed.You've grown out of rompers and jumpersAnd long ago lost your innocence,Running from quick candlefireAnd buffalo callings-round a nightlight.Is it that time already?To worry about loan repayments and language disorders?One more night, day, hour, summer,To roam in search of fireflys,Pitter pats, and knee high adventures.
Gabriel Sachs Jan 2014
Blood marks stained upon the innocent's carpet
A loveless repayment for a loving intention
Black ash and rubble across the apartment
Because of a soldier's salute for an ego's attention
Red clothes cling to the bleeding body's frame
And the unthawing cruelty leaves it stranded in pain

The body's wrapped and taken to waste
For there are thousands more like it
They just copy and paste

As they have nothing to gain
And that drives them insane

Loveless repayments from loving intentions
Because soldiers salute for the egos' attention
And they have so much to gain
Before they're driven insane
A poem about war, politics, and sympathy. Hope you like it! :)
bleh Feb 2015
The first year of blood  was drowned in the ocean
matted steel lined the straw chaff's brittling downs
the cracks in the pavement enveloped the world,
and the call centres melted to sand
\
    you      speak
             through a hole in your chest
                      ah, no , not missing,
        more
                just
                             estranged from itself
           (don't worry mines bigger)
\
the second was garrotted on the sinews of cloth
its body dumped by the bay
the opaque gloss in its eyes shattered to dust,
as the blue and red lights echoed away
\
      your smile's apodeictic,
                  dressed in your stretcher of red
        the world   tumbles
         round your kneecaps swollen kisses
                        dripped out of glistening thread
      \

the third took seventeen bottles of pills
and breathed heaven through a canal of rolled mortgage bills.
It swallowed its repayments through a rusted spray-can
  and  swam
                              in bleached birch trees by the sea
             \


   i had a theory that day;
                     “it's all a false dichotomy,
                       one side to two coins:
                       eat the apple, be banished from heaven;
                       eat the pomegranate, be imprisoned in hell.”
   you made fake retching sounds
   and we laughed at the esoteric stupidity,
     but when the bus arrived at the gas station early
       we found we'd left the tickets in the hotel lobby.
                      \

                           \
the forth died in conception
never to know the carress of the real
while    the fifth
                          was born a billowing desert
                          but died a still field of glass.

          /                  
  

     my lungs are chocking on empty air
          they just want to fly,
           but I keep them trapped here.

/
do you wanna take a walk on me to see what things and what things could be?

I walk on the blind side of the inside men
hide from the mob,

got a job, workshy?
passing by and seeing no reason why to stop
I carry on and I carry on my shoulders the weight
of all the World.

Seemingly dreamy I dream on quite seamlessly
but am aware of my surroundings and grounded
in the arts.

Capital in the Capital City.

In the snow and sleet down at Threadneedle Street
the old lady counts up the coins in her purse,

not sure if it's bad but it certainly gets worse.

Defaults on the mortgage repayments
tonight we will sleep on the
pavements.

do you wanna have that talk with me and hear what things and what things could be?
I want to touch your hearts.
I wish to cease the violence
from divided souls from which it starts.
Not one man is a saint
Nor is he the devil...
Let us all link our care for lives, together, as we stand
civil
Like the Dominos which may fall when a war shot blows
or punch is thrown
Starting a moment's impulse of angry repayments to start
without thought from the heart
we never seem to be able to finish what goodness we have started.
Here it goes
Like a skipping record.
The same events under new people and their own defined terms.
I shall take off the defective record and play for you
a sweet and relaxing record
that shall place clear minds and connect such
with their good parts of the heart.
If each one of us does such, in this world, we won't be the dead from which our souls have departed.
We live onward, connected, a stronger unit than when in the division.
If one by one, us good dominos, start a chain reaction
To our hearts, that great karma shall come back to us...
Like a boomerang
The world as a fortress of sweet and enjoyable unity
To everlast that odds of the struggling and desperate portions of fallen communities.
skyy omalley Jun 2020
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Big Virge Sep 2021
Folks It Ain’t NO JOKE... !!!

HEAVY Weighs The Toll...
On... Broken Souls... !!!

And There Are MORE of Those...
Than Most People Know... !!!

Or... Choose To Believe...
Because People Like These...
... DON'T Always Show...
How Their Issues Control...
How It Is That They Roll... !!!

And How The Thoughts That They Hold...
Are Where Depression Exists...
And Affects How They Think...

It’s A VERY DEEP THING...
That Does MORE Than STING... !!!

When Thoughts That They Collect...
Are... FILLED With STRESS... !!!

Just Look At The Deaths...
of... Soldiers And Vets...
Who Return From War...
With NIGHTMARISH Thoughts... !!!

About What They’ve DONE...
And What They’ve SEEN... !!!

That Has Left Them Numb...
And Unable To Sleep... !!!

The Toll Weighs HEAVY...
On Minds... Unsteady... !!!

Like Those Who’ve Used...
... ABUSIVE Moves...

Because They CAN'T Control...
Themselves In ZONES...
Where... Children Go... !!!

Child Abusers Know...
About HEAVY TOLLS... !!!

As Do Those Who Administer...
That’s Right I Mean Ministers...
Congressmen, Presidents And PM’s... !!!

Just Look At How They Age...
When They‘ve Made...
... POWER GAINS... !!!!!!!

And Put Themselves In Roles...
That Are QUICK To FORGO...

... MORALITY Codes...
To Let PAPER CONTROL...
How It Is That They Mould...
And Place People In HOLES...

That Are DARKER Than BLACK...
So Use Guns To Attack...
The Lives of HUMANS... ?!?

And Those Words Are FACT...
That I WILL NOT Retract... !!!!!!!!

The Tolls IMPOSED On Human Souls...
Are... ALL OVER The Globe... !!!

Like... Corona’s Rise...
That’s Made Prices HIGH... !!!

And Made Rates of Suicide...
Be What’s Taking Lives...
Because of Tolls On Minds...
Due To Virus Vibes That Now Deny...

The Freedom To See...
... Our Own Families... !!!!!

A Toll That’s EXPOSED...
That Freedoms Can Now...
Be QUICKLY LOCKED DOWN...

Due To... LOCK DOWNS... !!!

So DON'T You Doubt...
That Dollars And Pounds...
Create Tolls And CONTROLS...

Like Track And Trace...
Through New Tech Waves...
Like Tolls That Have Paved...
...... CORONA's WAVE...... !!!!!!!!!

To A... SECOND ONE...
When The First HASN'T Run...
To It’s... FINISH Line... !!!

It’s A Toll That’s CONFINED...
MORE Than Peoples Minds... !!!

It’s Now... RESIGNED...
Many Into DECLINE...
Because of Loneliness...
And HIGH Levels of STRESS... !!!

Due To Being JOBLESS...
When They Have To Pay Rent...
And Loan... Repayments...
On... Mortgage Loans...
Just To Keep Their Homes... !!!

We’re ALL Paying Tolls...
For Letting Money Control...
How Our Lives Now Go... !!!!!!

So Now That Things Are UNSTEADY...
People BETTER Get READY...
For CONTROLS That’ll BREAK...
Like Those New Orleans Levees... !!!!!!!!!

And As Most Folks Know...
When It Comes To Life’s Woes...
Where DARKNESS Grows...
That Leave People BROKE...

As Things Start To UNFOLD...

“Heavy Weighs The Toll !!!” …
As the poem says, it really does folks....
STATUS SYMBOL

Believe me, today to lead a simple life, needs real courage.
There is so much pressure, pomp and show, expectations from the family and outsiders, that one tends to beg borrow and maintain status. May I ask what status ? These people will always remain unsatisfied n grumble behind your back or sometimes even tell you on your face.

Is it worth spending huge amounts for  Navjots, Weddings, Anniversaries; sometimes even taking loans???

These days, it's a prestige issue to have a lavish lifestyle. Big flats, ACs, huge TVs in every room, etc. One keeps paying some loan or the other.

Just think about this. Whom are we trying to impress and satisfy ? Our own Ego ? Or the world ?
Then we constantly worry about loan repayments.
I prefer to have everything necessary but not to compete with relatives and friends. For e.g. A Nano is more useful (these days), than a Merk, it saves petrol and can easily be parked and maintained, unless one has to travel long distances out of town.

Please do think and give your valuable suggestions.

Armin Dutia Motashaw.
Ryan O'Leary May 2020
Is this science fiction
is our given gone

Masked ***** were
for the rich.

Muslim women would
like their Burka's back.
(Monsieur Macron)

It's bandit country now
everywhere, ******'s in
white face coverings.

Do as I say, hand over
the money or I'll spit in
your face *****!

What about lip readers,
may as well be blind too,
as well as deaf!

And smokers, [ o ] will
need special orifice visors.

At least, ******* is going
to be muffled.

Sounds like Phuuuk Owfe
memorise it, get used to it
because one of these days
you will be saying it on the
phone with a lighting *** in
your gob when you get a
letter form the bank to tell
you that you are behind in
your mortgage repayments.
Choose life.
Choose a job.
Choose a career.
Choose a family,
Choose a ******* big television
Choose washing machines, cars,
Compact disc players, and electrical tin openers.
Choose good health, low cholesterol
And dental insurance.
Choose fixed-interest mortgage repayments.
Choose a starter home.
Choose your friends.
Choose leisure wear and matching luggage.
Choose a three piece suite on hire purchase
In a range of ******* fabrics.
Choose DIY and wondering who you
Are on a Sunday morning.
Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing
Sprit-crushing game shows
Stuffing ******* junk food into your mouth.
Choose rotting away at the end of it all,
Pishing you last in a miserable home
Nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish,
******-up brats
You have spawned to replace yourself.
Choose your future. Choose life.
Choose Life by PF Project
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_-Ouvr7Z870&list=PLJ3E-3rwEHJfIRDswq6xJZX3ARbhOeFeL

I chose something else...

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