"uncrown" poems
An owl she was, searching for a wolf
B my protector, she said
C my surrender, she spread
Do it you won’t regret
Ez for you I,
Fled from my pack
Grabbed my jacket and bag
Home to my nature since time was my dad
I, me, my is all I had
Jealousy around us
Kings would uncrown us
Late was infinite
Minutes were too late
N I already knew
*O you knew?
Please, that’s my
Q
R u ready, because I’m not*
Started it just to stop
Together
U and I are just letters
Vulnerable, I thought
Was looking for her heart but her
X marked the spot
Y I hoped, I don’t know
Zoned back in the orbit I know
Aug 6, 2015
Aug 6, 2015 at 2:48 PM UTC
Love don't die easy
You starve it of affections
Uncrown it's expressions
Stand it up for 100 years more
Abandon it in the rain for centuries
There just ain't no way to **** it
Even in Death,
This Crowned Love is never lost
In a room full of so much love
There's still that emptiness
Only filled by this Crowned Love
Some call it an Addiction
Others birth it an Obsession
It's love being itself
"Adeife boni lara ju Ewaife lo"
Love won't be denied
Love does what it does
It's just that same Love
That don't die easy
A perpetual crescendo
Unleashing explosive lovettos
"Love goes by haps;
Some Cupid kills with arrows,
some with traps.... "
Some just love hard
One that never dies...
Jan 19, 2015
Jan 19, 2015 at 11:36 AM UTC
Constantly it changed everything.
Overthrows hopes among people,
Varied thoughts, feelings, and demands
Ignites humans’ inability to understand, how
Deadly this virus can be.
Its existence
Creates a big change.
A change that made everything
Fall into place and Space
Or nearly destroys what’s in order.
How did the virus earn its crown?
It is on its pedestal!
Corona,
Corona, the virus!
Virus and it's viral.
Could it be a blessing or not?
Could we be grateful that it exists?
Or it merely
Destroys
Harmony and order.
Corona,
Consoles people
Offers love and care to others;
Reunites shattered and damaged ones;
Nestles kindness and patience to one and all;
Allows bonds and relations to grow deeper.
Is it an epiphany?
A sort of vision to see how beautiful our future will be,
If everyone cares to see the good in each other?
To admire and to appreciate the efforts and hard work of all men
Regardless of life status?
Is it not great to see how people around the globe love one another?
This pandemic shocked the world indeed.
It paved a way to heal what’s broken
Living and non-living things;
Yes, let us include everything that God has created.
We have forgotten our sole responsibility to His gifts.
Corona,
Cures and heals.
Optimistically changes the heart of many;
Rhetorically awakens all to contemplate;
Obliged everybody to care;
Now, behold and pray.
This too shall pass.
Many have died but this would not end
Your hope and faith.
Together we fight,
Together we uncrown
Corona!
Dec 26, 2020
Dec 26, 2020 at 11:39 PM UTC
A toucan flies to rest on a thought,
Branches reaching towards my heart.
Carcasses of childhood memories filled rooms with
Doors locked from the inside.
"Evacuate the premises, nothing to see here" a sign reads
Forlorn and tainted, stitched into the side of my psyche
Graves engraved with unsaid prayers.
Is life an option, when all I feel is the weight of my
Heavy, unrested eyes?
Jeopardize my future.
**** my hopes and dreams.
Living with
Manic Depression
Never allows the reassurance of stability
Or survival within the ocean of sentiment.
Parking lots outside the windows of my soul hold drunk spirits
Quarreling under a street light, broken beer bottles as their words.
Room for one more troubled soul?
Sure, come on in, 've poured so much of myself into people and
They still see the glass as half empty.
Uncrown me of my halo and tie it like a noose around my neck.
Veiled threats of "it'll get better" and "this too shall pass"
When? There's no pill for who you are.
X marks the spot doesn't it?
Yeah, sure.
Zoos hold less animals than the inside of my head.
Nov 15, 2017
Nov 15, 2017 at 9:50 PM UTC
Where the autumn
Crossed beyond,
There's the winter
With its sound.
And into the foggy holt
There's the earth waiting for long
And the cloudy charged sky
Broke the air and started cry.
And he doesn't water anymore
With liquid drops coming across.
Then the speed started to slow
And from now we see the snow.
Dancing sluggish in the air
Charging up the atmosphere
We can see billions of white
Pleasing up our little sight.
And into the covered ground
Against the cold, against the sound
There are flowers tilted down
Waiting for winter's uncrown.
And the earth itself it's cold
And the pale sun it seems too bald,
Without it's rays of warming season's cold,
So the light falls in season's tomb.
And in spite of all their harm
And the world's falling down,
All those flakes are still in air
Coming down at the first tier.
So the view of ruthless snow
It's the hell of artic glow
And instead of melting ice
There's the whiteness of boundless size.
Jan 8, 2018
Jan 8, 2018 at 12:15 PM UTC