"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Full of feces I am,But,Still I clean up after everybody's mess without a single complaint.I just,Roll along regardless of the abuse I'm forced to take.Because,As soon as I'm gone after everything you've eaten for the day,You're going to wish you had me back,Either way!So,Flush my existence as you desire until your hands are numb.All I... Continue Reading →
I may be that 'ugly one' in our bunch,As others walk by without taking notice,But,I still sway side to side as if I'm dancing to the beats of Salsa,Bachata,Whatever their feet flows to the moment,While I provide a breath of fresh air anytime they run out,Holding on to their little cups of Matcha.At least,Someone finds... Continue Reading →
Insanity!How others splash onto me in thought of their own vanity.But,It's what I'm here for,After all.To provide a sense of relief when life becomes a bit too hot to handle.Rather than swimming inside of their own perilous mind,They can take a dip inside of love I yearn to provide while seagulls squawk above Me.While sunrays... Continue Reading →
Peaceful,The city is when it's empty of people.Words can't describe how gorgeous It is while walking through its wind tunnels of silence.Its beauty outweighing how ugly the entire world can be.How putrid the stench of everyone's breath when intoxicated by their own falsified glory.Every heart calcified by disasters that could've been avoided by caring more... Continue Reading →
Is it real?Is it fake?Who knows anymore?But,What does it matter,Anyway?Because,As old and tragic as the "news" gets,We still treat each other like,That view full of darkened hues our eyes wish to forget.Like,Gleaming bright colors on a canvas we paint over for an image we end up throwing out before the paint ever sets.The only disaster... Continue Reading →
Ankles and wrists interwoven by the beat their hearts sing aloud.Every ounce of sadness melted away by their sizzling looks that would astound any crowd,Full of eyes seeking art how ever they choose to see it.For me it's,Poetry in motion how they flowed,In sync,Without missing a step while I took the chance to breathe in,Breathe... Continue Reading →
Worrying is more exhausting than carrying the weight of your problems on your shoulders.Worrying is like,Letting your soufflé bake in your oven for thirty minutes longer than you should've left it.The taste it leaves in your mouth is rancid.It takes form as an empty stomach too busy growling to be satiated,Killing your appetite for life... Continue Reading →
Fat again!But,Who am I to blame anyone else besides the man ordering a slice too many?Oh,How I'd love to scorn everyone who's hurt me.Any one igniting the kind of anger convincing me to be beligerant.Nonetheless,What good does that do for anyone?Isn't that just a burst of energy imploding all that's good within a core that... Continue Reading →
Every poem is a bandaid placed on a wound until it heals.Blood drips,And drips,On a page onto the next until the stains disappear in what I call a field,Of dreams,Our souls manifest against all odds.To be a poet means,To put an end to your facade,And,Face everything that makes you cry.Until you smile internally,Externally.Excavating every ounce... Continue Reading →
Past,Present,Future!Just,Godzilla in a different costume.Beasts to be feared depending on the occasion.But,Nowadays,I'm not afraid of either.What were once a malevolent force in my mind,Are now humps in memory I stroll past,Benign,Left behind...What does it mean to look ahead,Stay in the moment,Think about what happened several years back when,I can just be what I was intended... Continue Reading →
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