Scurd poems on Hello Poetry

Alyssa Taylor Navarre Jul 2013

Foes only call me when they need me, but you see.. You dont know the real me in reality. What you think is love aint love, I showed all I can show, but you never received the real love like I portrayed, the knowledge I threw at you was basically right in your face, nicely laid. Laid out for you to know it all but I see I can't trust you or anyone else with the ball. Im ahead in the game but you already knew that.. and you knew I could tell you was a bit maybe even a lil scurd. I got da power to see thru your coinsence, so think thrice before you come at me with some nonsense. I never used your weaknesses against you, memories that cause souls to weep. You call me strong, you call me weak, but your secrets I know I keep. I'm a lion & you are my sheep. I consume you so watch what tha ******* eat.
Black and grey envious ways, why do people seem to grieve so hard these days?

MOTV Dec 2015

The Impaired Conqueror

Slurping, sipping.
On me drink.
Both hands holding tightly.
Grasping, gripping.
Tonic wasn't cheap.
Lapsed in fate.
Sleeping no longer the case.
Always Staying Awake.
A zombie, waiting in fate.
See them "scurd".
Hand them the rope.
Hang That Day.
Stop, wait, halt.
I Scream For Control, Where is the Remote.
Seem impaired.
Hope you can cope.
Talking *******.
told that *****
Let us Elope.
Defeat the day.
Reap and wait.
Feast on prey.
End with deep hope.
Hostage old ways.
Tie it down like Cattle.
Smokin all that dope.
Abstract gas that dismantles.
Mind in zones out far from home.
A town not alone, but with clones of myself
Smoking till health burns out.

The money I burn.
I can't re-earn.

I can.

The money is vaporized.

Dam
Burned.

Hot Hand.
Ya'll feel?

A tyrant has
Arisen.

Expanding vision.
Cut all the corporate ties.
There I cannot be living.
Sorry Guys.

Speak upon many eyes
Ears and ******* with thick thighs
MO has come alive.

Love an extinct form forgotten.
Shaped into lust
A Land Now And Never Forgotten.
The maze is vast.
It is what I am lost in.
Labyrinth.
Rash design.
Nonsense.
A figure of fire burning alive.
A figure of fire taking some lives.

Love has been murdered
Murdered, it died

Love has been murdered
Murdered, and died.

All minds think.
Some dumb
some wise.

All minds are
Worth,
have purpose and drive.

Bring me to destiny

All day
of
my life

I

rise.

All minds wanna ball.
till the glee end, they stall.

Sacrifice, explore what is right friends

Boulders breaking
Crashing
Impacting Earth axis

When you don't win.

When failing.

Failing, When Lost In Distractions.

Words like that of power, make moves like deep tactician
Intact
In
Movement with final hours reaps future intuition
Sing
Glory
Long lasting, chants rattling, staying persistent.
Money
Gains.
We always gotta be chasing that bounty, head-hunting, the Hustle
Cash that's around me,
It needs to be, killed or
captured.
Like a pet, a beast that I can summon.
Oppress
Gather to trade for the next beast, for play.
A beast that fulfills a certain purpose.
Some way.
A beast that can help.
Conquers a fortress.
"that day."
Given that time. A purpose. A quest.
A trait.
Given what is on the mind.
A moment.
Apres.

#poem #theimpairedconqueror

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