Honour. Respect. Strength.
Stood askanceWith a crooked glanceA hooded manTook a bullet by chanceSo that he could advanceCommand conquersClimate demands divisionsHardly equippedFor the higher standards of livingLessons learnt from dissectionsOf the tenants' burningsUnder fluorescent lightingsFlickering, as the Devil's workingI step into the gauntlet...
Fall in the chasmIntellectual spasmPatterns of the unimaginedPassages read in LatinBiomedical projectsDemand endless ransomsHands on hearts for anthemsRiding the bandwagon
Images burnt into our psycheAre highly unlikelyTo be a sound defenseAgainst a crime spreeThe untimely demiseThe unruly capsizeOf the blessed vesselThat leads to the mental landslideWe are anti-commandFlipping switches with no plans
This too shall pass...
He spoke in colloquialismsParochial wisdomIntermodal vocalsTo carry for those who chose to listenNo prescription for ethicsCall a medicSurgery requiredTo remove the embeddedForget itExtraterrestrial companiesComfortably numb the currencies
Life is too short to live in fear
Image of the martyrMessage from the silver screenCarving out the thesisWhile peaking on DimethyltryptamineSharpen the guillotineThat's when I interveneExplode recycled psychologyInto smithereensA little schemeAgainst fear inducing theoristsSet adrift, trapped within the sphere
Peace to post structural poetsThe scholars of the momentThe blue collar crimestoppersAnd the cannon fodderSqualor to squeeze a dollarThe televangelistsRecite the holiest anthemsOff of manuscriptsPaid in counterfeitHeavy involvementFrom decoded conundrumsDragon's Dogma
Behold the stratified conceptsAtomising the movementsClass war couturesCanons for the consumeristsTwo-bit portraituresCogs in the formulaDogs whistle orchestrasSeparating the fermament
Keep your head up
Be Free (Part III)
Thanks to my serenityI have the ability to be all that is within meThe blueprint on how to reveal my strategyWe can all overcome, devour and crush our anxietiesFirst, starting with me and youThe bell ringsThe world's readingThe fight is on
Rigid, I traverseI put the first in reverseThe doctrine known across the EarthBy rite of birthSpeak as EzekielSeeking the inconceivable, defeating irredeemables, sepal upheave cathedralsA sign of the coming siegeRetreats inoperable
No matter how hard it gets, stick your chest out and handle it.
Be Free (Part II)
I sleep at night, though my soul is awake 24/7I see the angels in Heaven watching over and under meThe very thoughts and ideas that are positive to occurExplosive melodies and lyrics ready to be launchedI concurHowever, this is not a countdown to the day I rest in peaceRather, the count up to our successInfinity
Dedicated to the bravest frontliners in different fields tending and helping on their own ways in battling this crisis we all are in. Dearest frontliners,Yours is the courage and strength to withstand this battle.Ours is the pride and prayers. We are with you in spirit and in all forms. This too shall pass in victory. #home #cominghome #frontliners @mirakee @readwriteunite@writersnetwork
The Response of Nostalgia to the Life Jargons
Mom.Home-cooked meals.Her glow, the seemingly ray of sunshine beneath the roof of her warmth.Dad.Fistbumps. Unmanly talks and the irony of how it strengthened you.Sis.Double fun, triple even.Messy room and messier tip-offs on how to tidy our lives.Bro.Dad bod ragnarok.Creative mess and how to simply undo crazy antics by a pat in the head or a smack for that matter.Fabric conditioner.Comfortable Johns.Unruly hair and blankets.Painted walls.The fleeting joys of newly appointed coffee mugs from mom's century old cupboards.Rowdy mornings and that sense of peace of finally coming ----Home.-sethiffied
By Shakespeare #nature #love #thoughts
Oh, how this spring of love resembleth, The uncertain glory of a March day, Which now shows all beauty of the Sun, And by and by a cloud takes all away
Heard a crying boy from the distanceI couldn't stop over hearing What happenedWent over let him cry on my shouldersI couldn't just leave himWith a broken heartI had to be the one to get him back on his feetOne day he'll thank meI'm the one picking up the broken piecesThe one that answer called and text when something goes the other directionThe one that stays when bad nightmares try to take over © Bluemoonlight44
Romans 8:28 And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose.
ConnectedThe day you discover everything and I do mean absolutely everything, Every aspect of this world and how we're all living.Every speck of sand, every drop of water,every creation erected, and the manner in which it did it in,Every little morsal of existenceis connected. Everything in existence has an infinite number of larger versions of itself, this is why time shall never end.And this shall hold true no matter how far dissected,But most do not allow their inner universe to activate it's supreme sight, so, they miss life's purpose and objectives.Weak minds are easily misdirected,Now a days folks souls are infected and neglected, microchip infested, guilty as charged as my fingers type robotic like poetry text on a digital interface telling folks to unplugfrom the devils web.Souls now a days begging for spiritual attention before ascension,Instead people fill themselves with blind hate and unwarranted vengeance,Beliefs that seem ridiculous,to minds that work with logic and sense. Fixing humanity beyond country allegiance should be our priority, our first project to finish, by joining mankind through love and compassion, somehow, someway, hate must be diminished." Get real!", they say," Hate must reside,for peace to even exist!" So look at all the division,supposedly originatingfrom race and religion, which branches into politics,the vaticanand big businesses investingin racial eugenics, with hopes of the futurehaving a world of one single gendered race in it. It's started by teaching our childrenhate is okay, they should be embracing it. The devils in our educational systemand the flag that representsthe current program, but the way that I see it the world as a whole is in shambles, and needs a re-education of what it means to be human.©rebelpjones
#poetry #brave #courage #life #love
Earthquake strikes at midnightI was in the area I heard a lot of people screaming Saying don't go in the homes when an earthquake is happeningI went in grabbed blankets for everybodyI risked my life to help yoursI barked out loud, I ran to save the kid before the house tumbled down on himI would do anything to save all of youEarthquake stops at 2I'm still gonna rescue youI'm just a poor dog that may found a home for goodBecause if it wasn't for me you'll be crying your eyes out for your childI did will Hope that one day he'll look back at meTell me thanks for everything to save my lifeI'll give him a hugs and kisses To remind him that I'll always be here for the family© Bluemoonlight44
We'll all be forgotten eventually, might as well create something wonderful in the meantime. Let the spite free you.#writing #art #passion #love #writersnetwork #writersworld #mirakee #writerstolli #pod @writersnetwork
I write my poems with the expectationthat they will be lost to timeand forgotten.It provokes me to channelall the passion I can summon,infusing into every phrasea fervor, a resentment, a frenzythat refuses to be,and leaving in their wake a spirit that vows to stay alivefor as long as it possibly can.It's the only way any of this matters at all.©in_fragments
A day of regret will come into our life, for the treatment we've given to others.©roviso
As i step away, my feelings towards you Escalate me closer,every second.©_anfad
Keeping calm#mirakee#writersnetwork #thoughts #inspiration
The secret is that I don't get involved in petty fights or arguments, which makes them believe that I am weak and that is where I actually score.©21gramz