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for leather accrues
The miracle of the streets
The scents & smogs &
pollens of existence

Shiny blackness
so totally naked she was
Totally un-hung-up

We looked around
lights now on
Top see our fellow travellers
~~~

I am troubled
Immeasurably
By your eyes

I am struck
By the feather
of your soft
Reply

The sound of glass
Speaks quick
Disdain

And conceals
What your eyes fight
To explain
~~~

She looked so sad in sleep
Like a friendly hand
just out of reach
A candle stranded on
a beach
While the sun sinks low
an H-bomb in reverse
~~~

Everything human
is leaving
her face

Soon she will disappear
into the calm
vegetable
morass

Stay!

My Wild Love!
~~~

I get my best ideas when the
telephone rings & rings. It’s no fun
To feel like a fool-when your
baby’s gone. A new ax to my head:
Possession. I create my own sword
of Damascus. I’ve done nothing w/time.
A little tot prancing the boards playing
w/Revolution. When out there the
World awaits & abounds w/heavy gangs
of murderers & real madmen. Hanging
from windows as if to say: I’m bold-
do you love me? Just for tonight.
A One Night Stand. A dog howls & whines
at the glass sliding door (why can’t I
be in there?) A cat yowls. A car engine
revs & races against the grain- dry
rasping carbon protest. I put the book
down- & begin my own book.
Love for the fat girl.
When will SHE get here?
~~~

In the gloom
In the shady living room
where we lived & died
& laughed & cried
& the pride of our relationship
took hold that summer
What a trip
To hold your hand
& tell the cops
you’re not 16
no runaway
The wino left a little in
the old blue desert
bottle
Cattle skulls
the cliche of rats
who skim the trees
in search of fat
Hip children invade the grounds
& sleep in the wet grass
’til the dogs rush out
I’m going South!
Michael Marchese Dec 2017
This dot kami’s ‘Nam when I see you’re all neutral
To futile lords still passin’ Acts of Removal
Pretentious performers as if upon stages
Of casting call characters caught up in cages
Like ****** who off-shore **** the poor on vacations
I’m diggin’ up dirt on the founders’ plantations
When bail-outs are ballots and bullets are mallets
Why not be a rabbit hole in Hefner’s palace?
And dare call it talent, a gift or a passion
Just model behavior for slaves to a fashion
Show running the breadlines when crimes are a dime
In the dozens of ***** Weinsteins on your minds

Instead of the felons when court is in Sessions
Instead of the under-oath treason confessions
In rapid succession they feed you the buzz
Until nobody cares what the debt ceiling was
When the roof has been raised for the privatize party
The right wants us dead and the left shows up tardy
I’m sorry “you people” are making me sick
Guess I’ll just pop a pill from the cabinet pick
Like has-been Michael Flynn’s and these Ex-Tillersons
Resource hogs cloggin’ bogs up with smogs of odd jobs
They’re the slEASIEST Slytherins still seemin’ Jesus
Pro-life until *** aid is the fetus
Egregious excesses of who the **** needs this
Huge 2nd place trophy wife ivory tower
Big guns for a stickless diplomacy coward

Here’s my ******* tricklin’ down your faces
You blatantly ****** repeal and replacists
You war-profiteering, grand **** of old Racists and fakers, uranium cakers
Still stuffing the stockings of doomsday clock-makers
With melting North Pole lumps of coal-hearted cash
‘Till every last Christmas trees nothing but ash
As the fascist machine builds its pyramid scheme
On the dreams of the themes of your Disney World screen
But the credits will roll as the talking heads stroll in
The shoe bombs of Terrorist’s livelihoods stolen
But I leave ‘em spinnin’ like Christopher Nolan
Ivan Brooks Sr Aug 2019
How long shall they
**** our prophets,
While we stand aside
In hopelessness and  look?
Silah., oh sihah  oh Silah?
Oh Allah, said the Muslim.
Why lord, asked the Christian,
Shallom said the Jew!
A few of whom knows
What's wrong with the truth.
Wisdom is better than silver
And gold but the jew chooses gold.
This is not antisemitism,
This is the brainchild of capitalism
and the Occidental colonization
Of our minds lands and cultures.

Bob said prophetic things and he
sang revolutionary songs that
resonates to this very day.
We see the zion train every day
but it delivers nothing to us.
It comes empty but leaves
With tons of our resources.
But we ain't got much to say.
We see the smogs from the
Burning coals from its exhaust,
We hear the tots of the soul train
as it comes our way. we see
nothing but gushes of blood as
It seeps into the soil the Dutchmen
Stood on to decapitate the sons
and daughters of Congo.
Courtesy of King Leopold of Belgium.
Bob was right, A thousand years
Of history will not be wiped away!

#IvanBrookspoetry © #Bassapoet
Bob said a lot. ..some remember only  the *** he smoked.
wassabii Jul 2014
she was a living kerosene
combustible, volatile,
deadly
and my words were
her fuse

the assault would flare when sunrise meets sunset
and thats when I usually loose track of time
because
clocks freeze
the minute hands
viscously crawling by
as if oiled by the kerosene
they're right when they say time's relative

but i inhale it anyways
all her toxic words
fumes of swears
smogs of taunts
all of which left behind
ugly,
black,
soot
tarnishing my soul

but i smile as the smoke fills my lungs
and gladly let her words burn me
because i know
I wouldn't have it any other
way
got in a big argument with my mom, but after writing this poem, i realized how much i loved her.
Extern and intern
From the prowling death itself
(like an afeard mouse into the hole)

Still heating,
You will be to a woman escaping,
For protection at her arms, laps and knees.

Not just the fire,
That calls with ease, not just the desire,
But you are also pushed there by the must -

For this, you'd hug,
If you were on her drug,
Hugging her till the whiteness of the mouth.

A double burden,
'n double treasure is the must to love.
For the one who cannot find a simple mate,

So homeless,
As so suportless
As the wild animal doing excrete.

There's nowhere to hide
No resort; even you get a knife
And as a brave, you aim at your mother!

See now, it happened
A woman who understand'
These words, but she pushed you away.

I have no place,
In this way, among livings. Pains,
In my head' to flourish my troubles;

Like a toddler,
Rattling the rattler
If he is left all alone.

What to do
Being contra or pro?
I have no shame to find out,

Since gets castaway
Even the poor who is a prey
Of the sun's and night's nightmares.

The culture's
Falling of me like costumes
While from others, they fall in big love -

But where it is written,
To be tossed by death hither-thither
In fact of that I'm suffering all alone?

The baby
Is also in pain, being born by the lady,
Since the shared pain is eased by humbleness.

But for me
My painful chants bring money
Enjoined with disgrace and more sorrow.

Help me, guys!
You, little boys, let your eyes,
Let them burst where this woman goes.

O' innocents,
Scream under the boots of dissidents
And tell them, please: It hurts so much.

O' faithful dogs,
Get under cars' wheels and smogs,
Then bark to them: It hurts so much.

O' women with burden,
Abort your half-living *****,
Then cry painfully: It hurts so much.

O' healthy men,
Fall down and ******* then,
Just to mutter: It hurts so much.

O' men,
Fighting each other for a woman,
Don't keep it silent: It hurts so much.

O' horses and bulls,
For the yoke loosing your *****,
Don't miss a moo: It hurts so much.

O' dumb fish,
Getting a hook to become dish,
Gawp and articulate: It hurts so much.

All who's alive,
Join the life-long strife,
Let burn the forest, the house, the hutch.

And then, at his bed,
Mortified, slumber-near, almost dead,
Gibber with me for last: It hurts so much.

So, she can hear while alive.
This is what she denied, if worthwhile.
She did restrict it by her own pleasure

Extern and intern
Escaping from living itself
That was his last resort.
Attila József - "Nagyon Fàj" Translated by me from the original Hungarian language.

03.07.2018
We are the human stray dogs,
All we breathe are street smogs,
We roam with slogging legs,
To humans, we are begging ***** pigs!

With excess food, you stand on obesity,
On the dustbins, we stand for charity.

Hunger eats us every second,
As we beg, humans abscond,
World has let us to fall and despond,
Will the so-called God respond?

When we beg at temple premises,
Giving money to us becomes dharma,
When we beg beyond temple premises,
People reply that it is our karma,

When we beg with untorn dress,
Fellow-humans say, “You have money at excess.”
When we beg with torn dress,
Fellow-humans say, “All you possess is madness.”

To the streets we are untouchable,
To the hunger, we are inseparable,
With money, we remained respectable,
Without money, we turned disposable.

Where is god? Where is god?
I searched with hunger very hard,
I discovered, he was none but a useless fraud,
Anger from hunger turned us a hot iron rod.

Life remains unlivable,
Hunger remains miserable,
Humanity is scarce and valuable,
As modern nomads, our houses are portable.

With loans, our farmlands were stolen,
With human treachery, our life was broken,
With menial physical jobs, our body started to weaken.

World remained cruel,
So hunger turned our fuel.

To our hunger,
Reply of wealthy humans was silence,
For a beggar,
It is larger than a bloodshed violence.

As we beg,
Poor humans bowed heads with guilt
Helpless their life,
With disappointments, it was built.

In the world divided into classes,
Many live as beggars in houses,
Many live as beggars in heart,
They were just ***** and smart.

In appearance, we remain a minority,
In the universe, we stand as a majority,
Self-reliant life is our priority,
We don’t want your publicizing charity.

There appeared a revelation,
A day we will steer a revolution!

Idols in the temple decorated with money,
Its time to turn them into bread and honey.

Give us dignified life and food,
We won’t steal,
This is nothing but a peacemaking social deal.

We proclaim!
As hungriness grow,
That make humans bow,

We will ensure; we make
Your money-flowing temple,
Will completely set down to topple,

We will take (steal) money spent for useless stone,
If an individual is left begging hungry-prone!
Swagat Das Jun 2018
Far away,
Where the ochre of dusk kisses the horizon,
Where the scarlet of blood leaves behind trails,
Where the grey of dust smogs above the rubble,
Rests a content orphan mutilated by war,
In his eternal sleep.

Close by,
Where the wall of portraits poses proud a witness,
Where the shelf of books prisons a beloved diary,
Where the bin of waste smokes with burnt letters of love,
Rests a broken damsel torn by betrayal,
On a pillow wet with tears.

A few fathoms away,
Where the green of suburbs mocks the city of splendour,
Where the thatch of roofs overlooks the wooden stoves,
Where the hunger of eyes satisfies itself with morsels,
Rests a weary mason struggling to survive,
On a floor freezing cold with winter.

Within you,
My lady,
Where the seeds of dormancy give way to saplings of emotion,
Where the fairies of yore build castles of attractive imperfections,
Where the mistletoe of beauty houses my swooning heart,
Rests my incomplete Elysium forged with love,
On a garden littered with flowers of hope.
Can we all build a Elysium, together hand-in-hand? If we could it would be the most beautiful place that ever existed.
George Krokos Mar 2020
We harvest the wind wherever it blows strong
and for all our efforts they end up in a song.
Together with the ocean's ebb and flow we make
a better world from the old without one to break.
-------------------
There is no more pollution in the air we breathe
the smogs of industrial waste no longer seethe.
Solar power is realised to be a non renewable resource
used only for the good of the world its original force.

All the rivers of the world that flow down from up high
have only water clean and fresh to drink of with a sigh.
And as they flow downwards with gravity's participation
are being utilised a lot more in hydroelectric generation.

The oil and coal once dug up from the bowels of the earth
are now things of the past no longer used to fuel a hearth.
Being too cumbersome and costly and very unsustainable
for the aspirations of those whose ideas are now attainable.

Peace and harmony with nature almost do reign supreme
there's hardly any natural disaster now that's unforeseen.
All the seasons of the year have realigned back in place
with rising temperatures and ocean levels curbed by grace.

Hydrogen fuelled vehicles of transport are commonplace
those polluting dinosaurs of machinery have lost the race.
Organic farming and produce is everywhere cultivated
into sustainable practices by education all are elevated.

Artificial intelligence and its technology does most of the work
there's hardly anything it hasn't been put to use for or can shirk.
Communication and surveillance systems are now at the stage
of knowing anything that goes on in the world or causes rage.

The weapons of mass destruction have all been disarmed
and their material used for construction and areas farmed.
Recycling of waste products is common in all the lands
nothing is ever just thrown away by any human hands.

Some interplanetary travel has been finally accomplished
the hope of finding life on other worlds thereby established.
New electromagnetic anti-gravitational power for propulsion
is now being used instead of the old nuclear fuel compulsion.

We all respect and help each other when we're in need
the watchwords are generosity and works of good deed.
Everyone is looked after by a universal health system
that's been built and provided which won't forsake them.

Capitalism and communism have both been discarded
humanitarianism is the new ideology highly regarded;
where each individual makes a positive contribution
and are rewarded well with their ongoing resolution.

Ignorance, the only real impediment to life, no longer rules
everyone's made aware of the value of knowledge in schools.
The Truth of existence as wisdom is replacing all falsehood
people everywhere are acknowledging their innate Godhood.

The religions of the world have all been unified into One
there are really no differences anymore to confuse some.
People of the world believe or worship in Love and Truth
that is Eternal, Infinite and Omnipresent since their youth.
______
Something positive to read and meditate on rather than all the gloom we're facing in the world these days. Written in June, 2019.
Kenya83 May 2018
Yearning years of freedom
Clipped ethereal wings
Once fated unicorns,
uniformed we follow our horse drawn dreams
Intrinsically, a steady same
Restraints of captive rhythms pain
Others join along the way,
empty aches remain
Polluted smogs of grey
Visceral strangers
Intangible friends
Consumerisms branded web extends
Confused in suffocations gasp
Perfection in florescent, plastic grass
Hopes for our future lie in the past
Striving for pretension can never last
Fairytales aren't where forever ends
A wrapped view through a cracked lense
Without breaks or bends
Is this how it ends?
All grace depends
Yo I get a high off of cuban cigars glisten my thoughts like nightly stars faces get scarred
Leave a  carve of my barbed wire to my malice desire to the set the game on fire
Burn through the industry **** all theses wannabes rappin' itty bitty
Button their mouths shut like Hello Kitty I pity fools
Who don't know the rules shed bullets through ya wools
Of ya head every particle bred from my led
We soul survivors watch me revive tha
Towers of Babel climbin' ladders to heaven on a stagger
Awaiting my throne I see the black faces of ancient Rome shined in gold and chrome
I'm Solomon's own written in the forbidden tomes
Of the Bible it's survival of the fittest the wittest leave a kitten wet stuff their minds with a Kotex of my rhymes that flex
Like bumps under cold pressure rhyme'll stretch ya triumph like D Trump makin' a runaway leave presses with nothing to say as I pave my way
Into the golden arch not Mickey D's
I'm sittin' at the purgatory guarded by three headed dogs breathin' in smogs
Stiffenin' souls like a wooden log suckas jog
Once the see my presence magnetize souls with no hesitance
Hang with cons who broke vagabonds violence upbringing with the Don
Italy mobsters quick to squabble ya hang ya body in a freezer til ya frozen
Invoke the ghost of Ebenezer please believe the
Stories shared for legacy to better me see me
I be a ***** from the fifth dimenison raising tensions
Til necks pop like chickens with no head tops
Keep my blunts wrapped like shoes laces scattered ya skull til ya the see black face

My rhymes periglacial slash through foes ****** leavin' corrupted maxillofacial stay laced with the coco
Til my nose blow out nothing but deadly keys makin' monopolies at ease see my desert ease
Could make the devil freeze with the beautiful ephipanies laid though my flow cinematography ain't no fictions here G
My pedigrees been deadly since the age of three
First sips of Hennessy pictured a glare of my enemies stories of me biblically
Born a David killin' Goliath's society defiant
Knock down the orders in the cornered borders
Of the Jesuit I'm the black Pope
Elope to the celestials gods that rope
My mind hanging on to the highs of the ****
Better yet the marijuana sneaky as an anaconda
Once I tighten cells begin biting
Fighting tryna stay alive like Bee Gees
Fiendin' for my lost dynasties kin to Nefertiti since I ****** on *******
As a baby I got a taste of the universe thoughts deeper than a hearse words hurts exciting flirts beating all perks through my vengeful works
My alias an archangel leave the game triangled Titan mentality dribble like Cousy so you might loose me?
Sick with the tracks axe minds like Moses to the red sea  knockin' down Rome legacy
Back on top like the greatest plot dimensions traveler like Bishop
Capitalizin' land plots I be the Black Wienshaupt
Old skool jewels, dropping joints that could, even make a mule,
Come out of,its stubborn ways, jam the O'Jays to the BarKays,
Yo feel what,I gotta say, on decks with the Ak, speech delay,
Now play, it back in slow motion, it's a lyrical ocean, potion
Sinking in, since the days of the fallin, Olympus still stallin,
Pardon, my darling, my baby girl, just wanted to rock, the world
By the sun and moon, that gloom that, glossed up the pearl,
So many wanna be ya friend, but in the end, it's all a big pretend,
Never lend, my friendship, it's out on lease, easy as ever capeech,
Love me a **** stallion, shining lika bezel, level up diamond,
My intellect that is,still blinding, got the code, from the coal mining,
Universal timings, know the words, of the hidden Gods,
Once I charge the clouds,and clear out the smogs, let my mind jog,
Around the hostility, no humility, break down the unity,
Separate I, from self, cuz I'm dangerous for ya health,
Gas state, carbon monoxide, so suckas, better go hide,
I got pride of a lion, I ain't ****** lyin', applyin', skillz without tryin,
Who could stop me, post a bill, cut down the economy, probably
New stock monopoly, Bradley,  concepts, hold the rejects,
Yo that's a bet, no sweat, leave ya without no regrets,
Standing on the block, like I'm owning it, clone it,
Double up, went from dollars, to a thousandaire, dont care,
What others dare, to say about me, I'm a sit back, play a King see,
While yall playin' QB, I'm watching on a blitz, like a safety,
Defense zone 3, check ya keys, I peel the messenger,
Im the driver, in hip hop and yall, others is just passengers,






Posterize, lyricist true to self, over analyze, victory prize,
Stepped up off,of the St Hides, see the wisdom, slowly hides,
Away the pain, the strain, from the depths of my brain, a grain,
Of salt, could turn all yall to malt, liquor, yo I missed her,
Hip hop since she, took a new stage prop, I'm here to restock,
The originality, fresh taste for fertility, seed at a fatality,
Rally, women I tally, yo dont dilly dally, with a skeez in the valley,
Skin graffiti, pinned up with a nefertiti, thick but still skinny,
Hold my henny,  toast to good and plenty, times off of signs,
Make 9 cents, off your dimes, extort ya shine, cash all in lines,
Smoking the pines, read between the lines, one of a kind,
Isaac Hayes sculpture, break out the culture, watch the vultures,
Copy cats, erase cheese heads, with the gats, lay out greedy rats,
Unbeatable stats, so it's hard for ya match, pitch a heat to catch,
Stay off the radar, born star, plot like Scar, leader of the new Czar,
So bizzare, rhymes twisted, sick with it, grab my biscuits, mystic,
Sly, pass through the devils eyes, glare over the skies, magnetize
Navy seals, rhyme appeal, always smoke out, spotlight sequel,
Oh so real, candy rain with da wood grill, stainless made steel,
With so many swords, of wu tang you, cant evade the killz,
Bryant Aug 2018
Emulsify​ my fragments with yours
We become puree
Our mixture is pliable and capable of smoothing any blemish

A false sense of durability, like layers of plaster over diminishing foundations

A stern wind sends us to chattering and reduces us to shards

An upside-down jigsaw with so many pieces who's interlocking combinations are infinite and impossible

We beset upon this futile quest with reckless abandoned
Punitive passions emblaze our cornea and deafen our cochlea

These inflictions only intensify our other​ detection receptors
Emboldening our synapses with astroglia most hearty and foolish

In the face of self-imposed adversities; the chortling consumes us
Mole hills spur and contort; vertically and violently
Titanic crags obstructing our path and encumbering our better natures
Yet the giggling continues

Brave men will face death without question, but only those who have tasted oblivion jest at it's expense
When you feast on everything and nothing, imagination and fear are savorless against your palate

Sordid sentinels
Mechanisms, blueprinted in hedonism and swill
Completely ****** by design

We are the crusty plaque in the corners of each others lips
The coke-like residue that accumulates from the burning depletion of our crude resolve

Exhaustion smogs our atmosphere and silts your dermis
The granulation makes you coarse and curt
You find friction in all things
There is no refuge for relief
Even afloat amongst the stellar ylem, the invasive abrasion intercepts your drift

Nothing is sacred!
Nothing is truly yours!

Your inter-most thoughts scream from the windows of their cells

You have been divulged and further more, made completely bare
A sort of ****** where opinions can be made on the hue of your skeletal system
Stark and helpless; sprawled wide
Revealing every tiny nook of your crevices, giving breath and larynx to your insecurities

A vivisection

The young men and women gather around the respiring corpse
Every deffect will oust it's cause
A foreign recollection of your story
Quivering and flinching under the pressure of a razor thin plane

Blankly, they stare like bipedal bovine
Sweetness and sorrow is wasted on them
They only seek silence for the deft and ******* for the blind

Now! both have been provided!
David R Nov 2021
a passel of lies
edifies the smogs
as pie in the skies
clogs up the cogs

as mogul eyes
gilt catalogue
thin disguise
to noxious bog

smothers the cries
of pauper who slogs
poor man who dies
just another log
BLT's Merriam-Webster Word of The Day Challenge
#passel, #edify

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