"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
All I do is rhyme.All I do is get money while I'm thinking of a line.All I do is mine another diamond out of soil while I shine.As bright as every star gleaming from the sky...Life,Is simple if we let be as complicated as our mind.Because,We already know what's wrong with us.We're either too prideful... Continue Reading →
As insipid as I feel,Do I really have a choice other than forcing my enthusiam?What I'd rather curb is my urge to sit calmly,And,Uppend my need to experience happiness.At least,That's how I feel on most days,But,It goes away as soon as I think about how often I've been burnt by haste.Rushing towards goals that needed... Continue Reading →
The day I quarantine,I didn't pour a drink.I set it down for a dream,To be as clear as each,Glass full of vodka not single person couldn't torn away from me.If anything,Every kind of company had made it worse.As keeping friendships afloat became harder going broke after paying visits to a corner full of dirt.Weeds I... Continue Reading →
Orgasmic pleasures without the one you love,For what purpose?To satisfy arousal while bursting,Someone else's bubble while you leave them crumbled on the surface,By rejections inevitable from your lack of search for the one?The golden hour for a broken heart is never cared for through lust,But,Sheer affection from another who will tend to each cut,And,Bruise too... Continue Reading →
"Peace out world,I've had enough fun for now." Is a phrase I didn't think would be misinterpreted.All I meant by it was how I'm going on a sabbatical from societal ventures to explore what nature has to offer.Slowing down from constantly going to open mics to refresh my mind and become inspired again.But,Others saw my... Continue Reading →
Artist:Lost,Broken souls in search of meaning through mediums I call a gift and a curse.One can either sketch a drawing making eyes squint in disgust,Or widen eyes elated by the beauty they've immersed themselves in.A painter can either paint a picture framing a grin on your face,Or stain your mind with the kind of darkness... Continue Reading →
Good cop,Bad cop,We've seen it time and time again.So I would not,Have not cared about what anybody in a suit has to address.Once a upon a time I have it good thought,Bad thoughts,And,All it lead to were lies they wouldn't confess.Therefore I sit back,Grab popcorn,And,Enjoy the entertainment at hand while I stay off course,From what... Continue Reading →
Premeditated murder is what you would call it.Life sentences is what I'd deserve if I was ever caught in,The act of putting my life into sentences as the coffin,For a man I bury every day I pick up God's call,And,Cleanse my body of evidence no one will ever see as long as I'm coughing,Up another... Continue Reading →
Too often have I been struck by the whiplash of a serpent's tail.I'd like to think that I was an angel who was born with broken wings,Raised by chimeras in my given fable,But,I,Too,Was a monster cleansed of my depravity.What else can one expect being part of a defective family?I had no other choice,But,To deviate from?Love?Was... Continue Reading →
The extravagance of every curve in each and point of direction in each letter is astonishing,For a writer's palm aroused by the motions of a written sentence.Once a set of words are sculpted into one's desired image,There's a sense of gratification felt regardless of how awful life seems.No amount of impending doom can trump over... Continue Reading →
