When I first saw her, she was like an enemy infront of my eyes,
As I kept growing in her presence and understanding her,she became my obsession,
For I grew old in love and young in hatred,
For she became my source of life,
Like the freshness of the ocean she purely remained in my thoughts,
For I without her I am purely dehydrated,
For at night she becomes my own vission and at daylight she becomes my ambition,
For she became my need of life and love,
For she is truely my determination of love..

I am delivered but am delivered from slavery to free-captivity ,from egypt to the desert wind blows vividly in my eyes that I can't even notice am where the de's at
They call us born frees while they can't cut the amblical cord .the is nothing new under the sun God used the see to cut the cord so the blooded see was a transfer fee for me to be called mercury

I claim to be free while running around with umblical cords telling biblical songs from the deceiver ,confusing being delivered and being D's liver. I had to understand that being a liver takes more than being alive you have to believe that I am and always will be the leave in the true vine I feel the truth and with it I stand because I fight to have the true spine

I do exist but not delivered yet I just found a way of living under dust
Let me leave the star senses to the sun senses ,dying before time was the rythm lost my vission because clearly am not watching vission obscured by dusty mirror thought I was heading to the sun while facing the dust

Looking through glasses is like seeing life through a tv.
You never see what's directly infront of you,
Only what's displayed through the glass. 
Our natural vission should not be redesigned,
because this is how we are have been made to view our lives.
if all you have ever seen of this world was through glass,
Then have you really seen the true life you've lived?
Remove the specticales, and look around you.
This is what you're ment to see.
Everything else should not matter,
Cause it's something you should never of seen.

The only thng that keeps us the young people going is our dreams..we never give up , our dreams are so powerful not even the evil can swallow them, they are our prosperity,passionality, they are our strength through our vission of once bieng weaknsess but now changed ....the unseen but the doings of our life, dreams can sometime be hard or unable to see but if you believe u can turn them to seen and reality ........believe in your dreams that the onlything that will make you the better person of tomorrw...and thats the onlything that no one will take it from you your   dreams

My dream is my dignity, my passion of insparation my love of all the love songs the vission of my future,the vision of my days,my month and my years.....            My dream is my everything my north,my south,my east and my west,my midnight and my morning light..my school days and my sunday rest, my stars and my all full and half moons,the sun and my canddle light the darkness and even the brightness

My dream,all um dreaming  about, the one um dreaming about,the vission i have,the future i still picture..will all be gone  my future ,the person i wanna be, the career ,the goal i wanna archive will soon be gone away from me when i die um afraid of death.....               My enemy will laugh an rejoice while my love ones will cry an say "ferwell we will mit again"  who i am and what i am will soon be for nothing..the good that i have done and the bad that i have done will soon be for nothing...my experiance of both will soon die with me,,,,my family and friends will soon be fillfull with blood tears..soon i will be forgetten as the earth get ride of me an put me under its ground where my body will be eaten by worms while my spirit will remain to the lord,,an the lord will look at me an smile from his golden throne an will say to me ""my child this is eternity an i promize you that today life in earth is past but here it start anew,,,the lord will welcome me an keep me in his arms an give me his special care an say you are welcome to your new home an my heart will heal from the pain of the earth,,and oh if i will still have it,the pain of losing the one i love,,,but the day i will die it will be my great life exprience an no more pain ,my soul will be at peace while my body will be at pieces but i will look at you and say *why cry when a soul is set free an put to rest fortunatly you wont hear me  others will be singular without me but once they forgettern about me their lives will be simplicity..so i dont wanna die so young

I am underwater how do I chase?

Please forgive my blockings being unfollowed saddens me
I am only human make mistakes

Trying to understand your poetry without seeing your face
as the mirrors fogs I pushed to defog and unmask  

I am a realist in attitude
vission depiction is hard to do

seeing across the cyber space cold computer screen with clarity is exausting however fun

I guess I lost it forgive me
what I searched for desperatly
to find and hungrily devour
has found me instead

the final blow was executed
bittersweet the object of my
obsession has withdrown
a sacred tree tored in half

I remain changed wiser
a crying sorrowful nymph
bent fallen in this battlefield arena
my world in shambles remains
my sacred tree unreachable is

I struggle to breath as
I come up for a little fresh air
and a mighty hand pushes
me down
down under water again
and again

I appologize have mercy on my soul beloved loyal reader how much more wiser thou art

I hope whats on the other side is better than on this mirrored life of mine.

understand me please I pleed
that I may gather strenght
before I go hence and be no more
~~~~~~~~~~~~
By: Karijinbbs

Smelling a sound,
Hearing a flavor,
Or seeing an aroma
It's the ability to dream
But when you touch a vission
Your dreams bocome reality

It was a late midnight
and the radium stars on the ceiling wall were shining bright.
The wheather was pleasant,
the aura was warm.
I was sleeping with Noddy, in my arms.
Then A sudden heaviness in my head
broke my sleep
The pain was growing so steep
That I couldn't get up.
I tried to drub
but Some thing was pulling me in my bed.
I could feel something leak
out of my nose.
It was blood , spurting out
flinging the coze.
Severe nosebleeds,
was a common symptom
of my disease.
But this one was differing,
My nose was blistering.
I knew it cause I've had many before
But this time my throat became sore
And soon i lost all control over my nose,
All I could do was doze.
My mind, I tried to divert,
So I looked for Noddy,
his cap was as red as his shirt.
Then I tried to call for aid
But by now not just my head
also my arms and legs
heftly weighed.
The pain was only growing more,
worse, than ever before.
It was as if the red water was flooding,
Unstoppably my nose was bleeding
Then with a sudden strangeness,
something leashed my lungs
Now I was breathless.
I don't wanna a die, I wanna play with my dolls,
I spoke to the dream catcher ,
That hung on the wall.
I was ailing and weak
my vission was turning bleak.
Soon i was left with none.
All I feared, was oblivion.

Two Friends
Out for a Smoke
Share a Cigarette
Sudden desire
Share a Beer

Checked their Wallet
Counted the Notes
Money Suffice
Bike Ride

Liquor store
A little away from home
Ordered the drink
Sat in the bar
Crowded affair
Table had to share
Strangers Across
Felt lost
Finished the Whiskey
Out in a jiffy

Stopped at a Shop
Bought two smokes
Lit them up
Opened a jar
Took a groundnut bar

Shop owner raises voice
Tells the boys
Not to touch the jars
Asks the quantity
Boys jokingly
Repeat the act

About to make payment
One slips on the pavement
Falls on an Old Man
Standing behind
Cigarette in one hand

Sudden Slip
State of Shock
To prevent tumble
The other extends arm

Moving away from Counter
Cash yet to be handed over
Shopkeeper raises Alarm
By standers loose their calm

One down on the man
He screams foul play
Owner screams same play
Hell in store for the boys lay

Eve teasing and Stealing
Accused of crimes
They did not commit
Evidence to contrary
Repercussions out of the ordinary

Charles and William
The Lynch brothers
Started the practice
Alleged offence
Without trial
Rope around neck
Before eventual burial

Lynch Mob
Named after them
Gathering of men and women
Cought in the middle
Nothing but death
Issue considered settled

Two encircled
Without provocation
The shop owner
Grabs  one by the collar
Hard slap on the face
Friend tries to retaliate

Both genders gathered
Man tells tale of woe
Friends at Recieving end
Held by hair
Dragged to corner
Death much Simpler

Man from behind
Swings helmet
Magnitude and direction
Head injury requiring Attention
Back Skull fracture
Pain to endure

Policeman  passing
Stops for questioning
None done
Joins the group
Takes his Stick
Takes a swipe
Repeats in succession
Brain concussion

Gang closes furthur in
Boys dragged from site
Rest wanting piece of Action
Takes the bottles
Goes full throttle
Breaking them on the head
Bleeding profusely
Begging for life
To flee they try

One with Fracture
Other with Concussion
Mayhem and Confusion
All join in
Clenched fist Open fist
Free for all Attack
Every part of body targetted
Verge of fainting
Mob no signs of relenting

Four Guys join hands
Divide in pairs
One holds them
Under the arm
Other swings at the jaw
Knock out punch delivered
In succession
Jaw broken
On the ground

Smelling of liquor
Last need of the hour
Consumption questioned
One says Beer and other Whiskey
Branded liars
For differences Answers

Tie them up
Shouts one
To the nearest pole tied
Baseball styled bats held
Near by sports shop the Sponsor
Ten of them swinging together

Their bike vandalized
Petrol pipe cut with knife
Matches lit
thrown into gas tank
Burst into flames
Nothing left to Claim

Knocking at Deaths Door
Fainted while tied
Heads fall below
Bleeding toe to head
Broken bones and Hair turned red

Noses jammed
Eyes sunk in
Face faced blows
Teeth shattered
Disfigured and Maimed
Left for Dead

Death Penalty
Without enquiry
Human life
Treated with disdain
Query none
Injustice done
Benefit of doubt absent
Lawlessness present
Despicable Mentality
Two lives lost
Along with dignity
In totality

Consciousness regained
Injury Sustained
Both remain
Numb  in body and brain

Dead of the night
Not a soul in sight
Unable to walk
Stripped of their clothes
Gather what's left
Silence more eerie
Than the Violence
Wear the torn
Begin their walk home

Break of Dawn
Knock on the door
Parents agonized
At boys night out
Shocked and Awed
Disfigured faces
Unable to recognize
State of freeze
Shaking from the trauma
Too weak to explain the Drama

Families  resourceful
Hospital bound
Whatever was left
Could be set right

Internal injuries
Explain Savagery
Where to begin
Doctors in quandary

Life not in threat
Quality of life in
Intensive care
Treatment begins

Physical and Psychological
Improvement at hospital
Progress very slow
Every Department in Medicine called for

Surgeries over
Had to work together
Body back in order
Months to fully recover

Psychotherapy and Psychiatry
Next departments in order
Body healing faster
Mind healing slower
Petrified at everything
Sweating without reason
Psychological burden
Too heavy to Carry
Sessions in and out
No breakthrough
Long haul recovery
Stability only priority
Life at standstill
Power of Will
Lacking still

Year Calender
On the wall
Replaced by another
Homeward bound
Safe and Sound

Both of same age
Professional life a break
Sympathy of friends and family
Neighbors with them in entirety

Same time Next year
Normalcy getting near
Venturing out slowly
Facing the demons
Face to face
Routine life regained
A year and more
Spent in Pain
Efforts of the Doctors
None in Vain

Looming large
Loss of Pride
Living in Shame
Mob to blame
Feeling the Same
Time the healer
Better than a Doctor
Unsuccessful with the two
Clock stopped
A year back
Time at a Standstill
Strongest memory pill

At home Sulking
At the Ceiling Staring
Never a smile and Brooding
Fun of life taken out
Seldom venture out
Intensity of Incident
Nuclear explosion

Binge watching Television
Thoughts Meandering
Announced on a Channel
Following week
5 movies of Bruce Lee

Although seen before
Both decide to View
Films on the tube
First smile in more
Than a year

Monday to Friday
9pm Everyday
Movies telecast
In order of release

Bruce Lee Blitzkrieg
Big Boss Fist of Fury
Way of the Dragon
Enter the Dragon
Game of Death
Watched keenly
Discussed deeply
Plot and Philosophy
Running Theme
In every Frame
Stand up against
Injustice and Prejudice
Might of  the Enemy
Not a factor
Every deed unfair
Lee reacted like
Blown  Reactor

Inspired by the Action
Intrigued with his Philosophy
Medicine found
To end Atrocity
Staring at Reality
Suddenly a possiblity

Lost in Fantasy
Immersed in Reality
Fighting and Philosophy
Absent the Duality
Fight explained Philosophy
Philosophy explained Fighting
Fantasy merged with Reality
Remained Absolute Clarity

Not over a period
Then and There
Moment of Zen
Happened to them
Spirits Awakened
Mode of Action
Set in Motion

Clock Restarts
Moving forward
Their plan Kickstart
Hold Accountable
Act of Cowardice
Full of Malice

Clear in their Vission
Set forth their Mission
Face their Demons
Ready for Death
Date with Destiny
Decided by the Almighty

Quotes of Bruce Lee
Read  Repeatedly
Fear is for others
Internalized by the
Bruce Lee brothers

Wait patiently
Time ticks by slowly
Boys in no hurry
Mistake could prove costly

Only Philosophy
Absorbed from Lee
Not trained in Combat
Aware of the lack
Tread with tact

Primary Drawing Teacher
Narrate the Nightmare
Lay everything thread bare
Describe the faces
Potraits on Paper
Picture Clearer
Go the Strech
In hands the Sketch

Department of Vehicles
Number of biker
Money transfer
Address procured

Day of recon
Moment of Reckoning
Revisit the locale
Time for justice to scale

Walked past
Every building
Anger manifesting
Familiar faces
A few steps later
Post of postmortem
Images linger

Second Anniversary
Time for justice Delivery
Can of petrol
Filled to the brim
Faces grim
Trip to Cemetry
Walking gallantly

Step into Sports shop
Empty the fuel can
Light the match
On the floor
In flames
Owner in a daze
Runs out in haste
Boys pick up
A couple of Weights
Stare him in the face
Walk away

Main culprit
Reading the paper
Spray of Pepper
Into the eye
Raises alarm his style
Weights on hand
Straight into his Skull
Immobile and in shock
Another weight
Same Spot

Out of his Wits
Guts spilled
The address asked
Of the 4 who took part

High Noon
Search of the Four
Rest of the  Forty Four
Relentless Pursuit
Pursued Pursue
Hunted the Hunter
Hang Em High
Biggest Blunder