No Ethic Code
Thinking about timeIt all goes byLeavingTaking along all its liesUnfinished promisesCreated by usCan’t blame somethingWith no ethic code Continue reading No Ethic Code
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Lines
Look at your phoneLook at your bookLook at your blanketLook at your wardrobeLook at that bar codeLook at that matchstick They all have linesThey would not be created without linesLines can divideLines can uniteLines can organizeLines can cutLines can be rough-edgedLines can be smooth and refinedLines are signsLines tell you somethingLines containLines can be curvyAnd those curves can be ridden and lead into another path … Continue reading Lines
Mysterious
You’re mysterious.You’re mysterious in the way that makes me want to open you up like a book and read your pages from start to finish but I can’t because you are so high up on the shelf that I cannot reach you.You sit up on the shelf collecting dust trying to protect yourself from the people who will rip out your pages or bend your … Continue reading Mysterious
Depths
I want to spread your legsacross my sheetslike waves across a beachand get you wet enoughfor me to dive on inuntil the depths of youI reach. Continue reading Depths
Damaged
I want to tell youWhat’s in my headThis entire other worldThe constant droning of voicesThe screaming and thrashing within But if I didIf I did… You’d never look at me the sameI’d be broken to youDamaged I know that I am…But I just…I can’t let you see me like that Continue reading Damaged
I draw my life
I am an artistI draw my life.I am a teacherI teach my steps.I am a doctorI treat my destiny.I am a lawyerI judge my actions.I am a builderI build my success.I am a translatorI translate my opinion.I am a photographerI take my memories.I am a writerI write my future.I am a chefI cook my mood.I am a businesswomanI manage myself. Continue reading I draw my life
Missing You
I miss you I never anticipatedhow muchI would hatethe word“goodbye“ Continue reading Missing You
Falling hard
Roll me upas a crisp packetand dispose where no one will see.Crush meto ice on a snowy bank,as soil on a no-dig bed.Thoughdon’t makeeye contact for Idon’t have eyes that can stay,they weren’t made for morethan casual harm, see –pain hurts less than love,your boot less than your lips.No fingers through hair,none laced between mine,justburn them, sear them,throw knives upon them,I can take thatbut I … Continue reading Falling hard
Microbes
Unseen microbes everywhereon our skin and in the air…microbes form a part of whowe are both me and you inside symbioticallymore than I as they are we…in the soil enriching alllike the trees which grow so tall microbes left upon the Moonback on Earth grew very soon…in Earth’s rocky crust belowunseen microbes still can grow microbes living everywheremicrobes also are aware…all together intertwinedmicrobes helped to … Continue reading Microbes
This Light
what lingers here, leaving onlyits reflection?once your memory fell throughthe mirrorand escaped from my hands like a river,it is gold, forever now, because of it.here, something once so darkis asking me,where is all this light coming from? Continue reading This Light
The Truth
I don’t vocalizeI’m not a musician.I don’t embalmI’m not a mortician.I don’t make objectsdisappear in thin air,I’m not a magician.I don’t flip numbers,I’m not a mathematician.I don’t heal patients,I’m not a physician.I don’t tell funny jokesI’m not a comedian.I don’t do hair or makeup,I’m not a beautician.I can’t run for public officeI am not a politician. I was born to flipLetters into words.I can write … Continue reading The Truth
Living In The Horror
Living In The Horror Life we took for grantedThe Sun will rise tomorrowBut now the clouds of darkness hasThe world in the threshold of its sorrow Even the addicted, with so manyAttempts of suicide they tryAre clinging to life because theyReally don’t want to die It feels like we should all paint withThe lambs blood above our doorSo that the death cloud passes overAnd swear … Continue reading Living In The Horror
Twelve Midnight
In a room with people who sleeps peacefullyI find myself wide awakeAnd thinking of my mistakes.I couldn’t say that I regret themBut I wish I’ve known the outcome.Their weight is too heavyFor my heart to carryDay by day, it’s weighing me downAnd I feel myself being drowned. Continue reading Twelve Midnight
Haiku #10
Youth spins out of dream . . .Children are made as they play,. . . In green leaves of grass. Continue reading Haiku #10
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Gore
Break my bones;cut my throat.Pull me open,learn the ropes. Breath me in;taste the fear.Shank my skin;stand and cheer. Kick my head;let me bleed.Unbolt my veins;enjoy the read. Gouge my eyes;punch my face.Wrap me upin your embrace. Continue reading Gore
Human
I thought I found it:The answer to being human.It came in a little heart-shaped box.It told me to work hard and achieve my goals.It told me to find people that love me,and love them too.It told me to get my head down earlyand eat a colourful plate.With all these boxes ticked,I found glory in a greater life.But still I found myself hurting.I found brittle bones … Continue reading Human
Drive me wild
Write me,I need your wordsTo ease my mindI need your thoughtsTo drive me wild. Continue reading Drive me wild
Ellipsoid Of Revolution
Clarity Is A Rarity In Time Let Alone Rhyme Words Woven Paradigms As What Is Mine And What I Claim Is Then Still Rearranged Found To Be Strange Exchanged Deranged I Then Hear The Laughter Of The Universe A Living Curse Though It Could Be Worse My Story Spills Yet Pollution In Absolution Convolution Evolution Restitution Revolution ! Continue reading Ellipsoid Of Revolution
The Only Me is ME
I’ll not claim to be a lyrical master I’ll not boast that there’s no one faster I’m not brightest not the dullest My words my not mesmerize or drive you to hysteria I may not have every thing that you’ve got I am however the one thing you are not I am Me and I’m the only me that has ever or will ever be … Continue reading The Only Me is ME
I’m at a loss
As I lay awake last nightContemplating my lifeI felt it in my heartIt hit me as sharply as a knife I love you And I know you already knowBut I’ve only come to realize how much I truly doI love you so much, That I don’t know what to doDon’t know what to do with this love for you It’s burning my soulWith its sheer … Continue reading I’m at a loss
Paranoid
TodayWas one of those daysWhere I couldn’tStop lookingOver my shouldersExpecting to see youClose to meWaiting for me to do somethingTo push you away like beforeFreeze when you started toDo what you didI’ve let the paranoiaSink inIts been controlling meLike you had beenI wasn’t perfect…That terrible feeling I had gotten the night of the stormHow I cried myself to sleep beside my best friendBecause that was … Continue reading Paranoid
Juggling Hearts
Imagine having as many hearts as you have hands. Imagine one Doesn’t Belong to you. Imagine how easy it is to juggle two things Imagine how hard it is to juggle three things. Imagine catching three hearts Imagine dropping one Imagine picking it back up. Imagine juggling four hearts. Imagine being so talented you can catch two in each hand. One day. Imagine the one … Continue reading Juggling Hearts
It’s Not What You Think.
This life is full of hundreds, thousands, millions of surprises – Yeah as long as you live and breathe you will always come along of surprises, most pretend as if they feel nothing but no their feelings are hiding under their skins. A skin pretends to be happy but their eyes tells a whole story that shows all the hurt or pain they been through. … Continue reading It’s Not What You Think.
Corona
Corona is here, Do not fear, Its just a plan for the elite to cheer, To make us scared, To make money from the cure, Don’t listen to the bullshit, It’s all a game, to decrease the population, That’s the aim, They Show us fake videos of people dying, Little kids in china who are forced into crying, Don’t be afraid we will be fine, … Continue reading Corona
Why Poets Are Important
𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚜 𝚟𝚒𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚟𝚒𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚐𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 Continue reading Why Poets Are Important
These are the hands
These are the hands that will guide you to greatness,These are the hands that will stay through the years,These are the hands that will celebrate good times,And these are the hands that will wipe away tears. These are the hands that will love you forever;When you are weak they will help you feel strong,And, right now, since these hands are entwined togetherThese hands are precisely … Continue reading These are the hands
The opposite of creativity
The opposite of creativity:Staring at a blank sheet ofNotebook paper and thinkingThe simplicity of the neatlyPlaced blue lines isGood enough. Continue reading The opposite of creativity
Art is just Art.
Art is just art unless you start feeling.Words are just words unless you give them some meaning.Love is just love unless you do actions.Hate is just hate unless you give it some traction. Continue reading Art is just Art.
Some Parallel Universe
such a wretched world we live inwhere time is enemyand enemies are your friendsplastering phony smilesand faking best regardswhy live in a worldwhere the sun scarcely shines? here’s to living lifepurely in the momentwhere only true words can prosperminds only full of wonderand happy thoughtsthat can never decompose a world like this exists,i suppose Continue reading Some Parallel Universe
It’s you
I see her again, that girl.She is sitting, her hair being a mess.Her eyes are red from tears,mouth wrinkled. Rubbing her now dry eyes,she stood up.She fixed her hairand wore a smile. I decided to approach her.Closely, closer, and closer.She also turned and faced me.In the same way, she walks toward me. I reach out my hand,and so did she.Our hand touched each other,that cold … Continue reading It’s you
I want to touch you
I want to touch you–just one innocent touch,dripping with desireand coated with love. I want to touch you–my lips onto yours,glazed with a passionthat can’t be unhooked. I want to touch you–just my hand in yours,enveloped so softlywe forget we’ve been hurt. Continue reading I want to touch you
Let’s Lock the World
down.close all the bordersclose all the universitiesno more sporting eventsno more companyyou stay in your placeI in mineand we’ll communicate aswe’ve always done –through the lines Continue reading Let’s Lock the World
My Kind Of Love
You’re too beautiful to cryWhat man did this to your eyes Would you allow me to tryTo put a smile inside BecauseIf I could squeeze in some love on the side Those tears would disappearAnd stay clearIf you allowed me to apply My kindOf love Continue reading My Kind Of Love
AT LEAST TRY
If you can’t hold onyou’ll lose yourself in stagesparts of you have already fallen behindTry to gather yourself upbeing human can be toughabusiveness is an ugly thingdon’t believe the things that you’re sayingAt Least Try Continue reading AT LEAST TRY
Reality is not real
The inspiration diesAll the time in the worldIs never enoughThe food loses its spice,the river floodsthe fire burnsthe dust settles,the smoke fills the airThunder glitters the sky,the land slides.A small child criesThe sun setsThe gloom steps inAn adult hides,the sourness staysThe prices risesmarket fallsdebts increases,Diseases spread aroundWorld is falling apart.Everyone is going backIt is true but not.Nothing really existsIllusions dive in. Continue reading Reality is not real
Reasons
There may be reasons to cryThere may be reasons to fallBut someway, somehowI’ll find a way through it all There may be reasons to yellThere may be reasons to screamBut I won’t let anyoneDare ruin my dream There might be reasons to fightThere might be reasons to protectI’ll find all possible waysTo accomplish what I expect There might be reasons to changeThere might be reasons … Continue reading Reasons
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Blind Generation
Men of little faith Men with eyes but lack light If only you could see the end of your Road, perhaps you’ld have return. Men of vain fame, men with ears but Cannot detect sound, if only you could See the source of what you listen to, perhaps You’d realized what fools you have been. You talk of leadership But you are no leaders Cheaters … Continue reading Blind Generation
MYSTERY
The Mystery is….still a mystery…So i slove what i can…the problems of man…The Mystery is…. still a mystery…So i love who I can…According to plan…The mystery is still a mystery…So what will i find…Inside my mind…the answers to some…the questions of all…Where do you run… Who do you call…The blessings of life no mystery there…Just Call out his name for he is everywhere…The Mystery is … Continue reading MYSTERY
Murder, Sweet Murder
It’s unfortunateThat you had to dieEven more soBecause it was me whoHad held the knife you criedso perfectThe way you screamedWhen your stomachWas exposed Your heart was racingIn a fear unspokenYour breathing was slim,For your lungs would not open Blood paints the wallsAnd I take a tasteSomeday maybe IWill share the same fateWelcoming death’sEternal embrace Continue reading Murder, Sweet Murder
Numerlogy
I don’t need to know my numbers,because I am aware of my worth.But to you, it either doesn’t count. Continue reading Numerlogy
