Mirakee
Guns
The Guns in my head are deadlier than the ones in your hands.
Do you know what is even more deadlier?
The Guns on your tongue.
©_who_am_i
#guns
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Death
I look to my left and see you fall to the ground.
I quickly lower my gun and rush to your side. As you cling to your chest, red sweeps through your uniform.
"Hey! Hey! It's going to be okay, y/n. It's going to be okay." I say to convince you. Or rather myself.
As I quickly try to stop the bleeding, you grab my hand and say,
"Hey. Hey. Shhhh. I know I'm not going to make it. I know. Please, just stop."
"No! You ARE NOT going to die! Do you hear me!?" I say, as gunshots are heard in the background.
"That's what you are wishing, comrade. I have to wishes." You say
I give you a look that says 'continue'
"Please take care of my family. Please." You weakly say.
"Okay. Okay. I will. And your last wish?" I ask.
"I wish to see that smile of yours that brighten ups the whole room..." You weakly say.
I give you a sad version of that smile, as I hold you as you take your last breath and close your eyes.
"Y/N?? Y/N!? Please! No..." I sob as your body goes limp.
©hallofbelievers
10.04.20 -
Movie title #1
For the first time
the cops freeze
the villans shoot
And leave free
©raylei -
Take Away The Guns
is there a way to survive
when guns come to life
can we find any freedom
while fighting for our rights?
were trapped among illusions
which makes no sense at all
more people are getting killed
because they can't stand tall
the stress is building upon them
so their weak against anyone
this is exactly why these guns
should be banned from everyone
©shayne366 -
"Really boy?"
As I walk inside of our home, I see glass all over the place.
As I yell for your name, there's no response.
I walk all over the house and see that some stuff had been taken.
As I hear a thump coming from one of the rooms on the top floor. I take out my gun from my holster. I aim it and start to walk up silently up the stairs.
As I near the room, I kick down the door and say,
"GET ON THE GROUND!!"
I quickly lower my gun seeing that it was you making the mess and noise.
"Really boy? I could've shot you! Bad Dog!!" I say, knowing that I could've shot my dog.
He looks down and whines.
I kneel and hug dog and kiss him on the head.
"I'm sorry" I say.
©hallofbelievers
08.06.2020 -
I Can't Breathe
"Please i can't breathe. the knee on my neck. i can't breathe officer. i can't breathe. I can't breathe." I am so tired of all of this racism, and police brutality.
God, when is this shit going to end?
Everybody needs to stop this.
Everytime we turn on the news, the same stuff.
©ciara1 -
love_sad_poetry
28w
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A soldier's emotions (part 2)(request the reader to read it slowly to feel the pain that i've inked,and to to actually feel its presence plz plz comment)(Check my previous post for part 1)
Lorraine, vividly i remember how many i've wounded,
Some were young and others were mature,
Now i wonder if my heart was pure,
Was it my epicure,
Or was it of the war mongers unable to cede,
Why didn't i listen to you when i signed this accede?
My mind is now encountering amnesia,
My tongue has caught the flu of aphasia,
Its longing for a drop of water,
My throat is all dessicated,
I think this thirst will now be perpetuated,
How i wish if only i would taste your meander!
Today i won't say that i'm brawny,
Now i'm impotent and scrawny,
And i'm sayin' this blantantly,
Coz now i've become impervious with my jingoism,
I'm feelin' as flimsy as a rose petal,
Whisk me lord where you settle!
Today the sun is dyin' on me,
Coz i fought rather egregious,
I think today satan was percevin' my,
Surreptitious steps.
Up front the bivouac is encapsulating me,
Affliction is hauntin' me,
Still i see a cloud with a silver lining,
It is the remembrance of the night afore,
When i first parted from you,
Remember that night Lorraine?
I took you to the seaside,
We were merry and we burnt sparkles,
And you told me about Achilles,
Water waves were jingling with joy,
And the wind was blowin' on our faces with coy.
Pardon me my lady if there's any repetition in your praise,
Words are not enough in your admiration,
I wonder if aphrodite would come to your feet,
And say ,"Lorraine dear,take my place".
You're as pretty as the shine of the dawn,
And as uncanny as the darkness of the dusk,
Even the nature serve as battalion,
Whenever you water them,
You're as gleaming as Theia,
And as strong as the goddess Nike.
Pardon me my lady for not fulfiling your desire,
Of takin' you to Geneva and lay in the heart of Alpine Lake,
Or to the city of Zürich filled with picturesque landscapes,
I beg you to serve me impunity,
From this act of my elusion.
Lorraine i have now finally said,
What i had to say to you,
And i know Jesus will send these messages of my love to you,
How I wish if there was somebody to send you my love to you,
Hold back! Lorraine that somebody would me,
I'll send you my love to you from my grave,
When you'll cover it with roses,
and sprinkle your sweet tears on them,
And to my soul which would be dyin' to hold,
You in him arms.
With this i bid adieu to you to the love of my life,
Lorraine!
©love_sad_poetry7 3 1
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An Anthem For Cursed Youths
What are the passing days for those who that die as a dog?
Only the gorilla anger of the weapons.
Only the blasting riffles hasted that rides with the underdogs,
They can only patter out their quick orisons,
No ridicules now for them; no prayers nor blessings,
Not even no voices of mournings that save the depressings,
Demented choirs of wailing drops;
And the gospel calling out for them from sad bishops.
What candle sticks would be held to haste them all?
Not in the hands of the criminals to pick up, nor in the hands of the unjust,
But let their eyes shine in the spiritual glimmers of sad goodbyes,
The sad faces of girls pale skins shall be inside their tomb;
Their smell of flowers stationed in view in memories waiting on the dead to overfly,
And each of those slow the motion down of guilt, depression and emotion to draw down the length of their blinds.
In The Loving Memory of George Floyd
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Anthem For Cursed Youths
Only the gorilla anger of the weapons.
Only the blasting riffles hasted that rides with the underdogs,
They can only patter out their quick orisons.
©ciara1 -
Poetry Should Ride The Gangstas
Poetry Should ride with the Wild dogs of the streets
mark territories in blood
in pursuit of rivals
watching out for conscripts
to run with the pack
who will scatter in conflict
looking for the kill
shaking blood from their jowls -
Poetry Should Ride With The Gangstas
Poetry should hopscotch in a long dress up an down the West,
and hold your hand
when you walk past the red Drug house that is the best. -
Shots
Poetry is like shooting a gun
Dangerous but fun
Triggers many thoughts
With bulls-eyes and shots
Bang bang bang
The shots sink in
Deep into your flesh
And fills your head
With ideas that are fresh
Before u bleed poetry
Till u are dead
©bittersweetruth13 3
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Life is not fair
By: Layla Nikkel
Inspired by the George Floyd rioting
People fighting and rioting
Gunshots scattered through air
This is not a tranquil time
But life is not that fair
Many citizens enduring
Often, we’d only stare
So much for peaceful protesting
But this life isn’t fair
Tear gas bombs cloud our saddened eyes
Wendy’s up in a flare
Smoke and ashes fills the dark sky
Because life isn’t fair
Black lives matter says everyone
Everyone seems to care
The shedding of blood, the splatter
Proof that life is not fair
Calm protesting turns to riots
Something’s never repair
But people unarmed are injured
Because life isn’t fair
We should put down all our weapons
We try to stop despair
We will all stand strong together
To make this life more fair -
james_taumas
40w
Warriors
Fog of war
Ghosts gathering
Peace and silence
Battleground serenity
Carnage holds its breath
Warriors meditate
Preparing mind and body
Praying to gods
Sky painted in blood
Trumpets and horns wail
Sons and daughters fall.
©james_taumas -
ciara1
41w
Believe in the Curious Dreamers Chapter 18:
The Next Night At Cheetoe's house
(POW, POW, POW)
Cheetoe (jumps up swiftly in his bed): Ma, was that some gunshots we just heard?
Mama: Yeah it was.
Cheetoe (rubs his head): Awe man, I thought I was dreaming at first, that was an alarm there, it sounded like the gunshot was real close too.
Mama: It did sound close, I believe that happened on the next block cause I heard it from my room.
Cheetoe (hops up out of his bed): I thought it happened close in our alley cause it sounded just that close, you think about calling the law?
Mama: Naw, they be taking so long to get here when it’s shooting involved, we don't hear em no more, you get away from that window before they start shooting up in here.
Cheetoe: Okay ma. Well, somebody will probably call em, I'm quite sure we ain't the only ones that heard the shots.
Mama: Naw, other folks heard them too.
Cheetoe (shaking and eyes wide open): I got scared ma, I thought something bad was goin to happen to us.
Mama (leans against the door with her arms cross): You okay, that happened somewhere far away.
Cheetoe: I thought this was a quiet area?
Mama: This neighborhood changed Cheetoe, things don't stay the same forever.
Cheetoe: What time is it?
Mama: After 6:00.
Cheetoe: They need to be in a bed.
Mama: Gangs don't sleep Cheetoe, they stay up all night, they don't be thinking about sleeping.
Cheetoe: I know ma, I'm just sayin, I wish all of this violence can stop, Quetip and Shonte's disappearance is changing my perspective now, I’m thinking that they disappearance probably has somethin to do with the gang.
Mama: Try not to worry about that Cheetoe, you are safe and keep praying for your friends, now go back to sleep.
Cheetoe: Okay ma.
©ciara1 -
tanu_15
45w
HOLI
The best festival Holi,
When the world looks lovely.
Children use water gun ,
To do their best fun.
No one feels lonely,
Like they feel daily.
Every one is full of colours,
I wonder, I could discover,
More and More colours,
All Day Being with My Friends,
Almost forgotten my best gems,
Holi-The festival of colours.
Make my mind more smoother.
With all the fun,
Done in the shinning sun.
Because of floors and door.
Every one is adore.
Holi,Holi is very Holy..
Full of colours and waters. -
james_taumas
46w
FPS
Frenetic artillery
Bullet time
Strobing terrors
Point and shoot
Split second reaction
Monsters, demons, and villains
All out attack
Life metre runs down
Ammunition and health essential
Get to the end
Pixelated carnage left behind.
©james_taumas -
aleasha
47w
Sheep Asleep
It's better to be a lion for one say that a sheep all your life.
A nation of sheep will beget a government of wolves.
Shepherds know many mysterious languages.
Don't keep forever on the public road.
It's better to live one day as a lion than a dozen years as a sheep.
We laugh at sheep because sheep just follow the one in front.
To protect the sheep.
Do exactly the opposite of what the sheep are doing to become the shepherd.
A sheep in sheep's clothing.
To create man was a quaint and original idea.
Make yourself the sheep and the wolves will eat you.
It is madness for a sheep to talk peace with a wolf.
The shepherd always tries to persuade the sheep that their interests and his own are the same.
In order to be an immaculate member of a flock of sheep.
For if men are to be precluded from offering their sentiments on a matter.
Americans used to roar like lions for liberty.
If someone wants a sheep.
Democracy must be more than two wolves and one sheep voting on what to have for dinner.
We are a nation of sheep.
©aleasha -
james_taumas
55w
Urban Royalty
Street kings and queens
Loyalists and armies follow
Battles over territories
Street corner kingdoms
9mm preferred
Royalty roll in
The bass trumpets
Allegiances bought
Treaties by words
Broken by blood
Long live the royals.
©james_taumas -
callingcrows
59w
The Lone Wanderer.
With a sigh, the lone wanderer proclaimed,
"I wanna be a cowboy, baby"
And no matter where she had aimed,
She could swoon both man and lady.
She was raised out in the woods,
The real wild, although not the west
Where it got so cold you needed hoods,
And only the truely insane liked it best.
And so the wanderer left her icy wood,
She was in need of a new home
So she aimed her gun for something good
And southward bound, she did roam.
Her travels took her to a place closer to the city
Where nothing was certain, everything a 'maybe',
The lone wanderer gave a smile that was so pretty
And she said to herself, "I am a cowboy, baby."
December 5, 2019.
©callingcrows
