"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
My vitality lies within a poem ripped out from the ruins of a heart I don't often visit,As blood glistens on a palette I tap on visciously with an eisel out of madness.My lifeforce,A blessing,A gift I've adorned as a shield within war,I've never signed up for as I course through it with class… What... Continue Reading →
Malevolence.It pervades the air we breathe as soon as we begin gasping for some sort of elation.Alleviation from the aches and growls of a stomach now hungry for everything other than,Darkness.And,Certain days feel as if I'll never know what that is.Peace… But,What other choice do we have,Right?All we can do is wake up and rise... Continue Reading →
Seems like my Heart,Soul and Spirit are dry of the Poetry they thirst for,But,They're there.Poems I'm demanded to excavate from ancient ruins of Faith I've been restoring with every stroke of my pen regardless of the amount of ink I choose to splatter on to,The grave of my past and present demons.Poems that will never... Continue Reading →
Knowledge. Is it really power? Or, A curse we can't seem to process? In a world so black and white, Either in the wrong or Right, Who am I to stamp what is truth where they only care about a profit? Take a look around you! Answer for most is to make an extra dollar... Continue Reading →
A drop out from the school of Conformity, yes. A graduate from the school of being yourself? Most definitely... Striving, I am, to live within a domicile built with every piece of love that exists on planet Earth. But what are those pieces exactly? Its physical manifestation? And, how do you possibly obtain them? I've... Continue Reading →
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