"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
Echoes of Silence vibrate peace all throughout my ailing body. A body deteriorating the more I break apart buds that haven't been so friendly, And, Neither are they sorry. Not a single apology! For leaving me clouded at the end of my days. Buds too busy ignoring every word that I say... But, I've just,... Continue Reading →
Are there any words that must be spoken during this moment of Silence? Is Peace of Mind worth breaking, Just to give a helping hand to an "angel" with horns clearly protruding their skull? Must you give up your world for another who refuses to make one for themselves and others? Who knows, But, I... Continue Reading →
Sometimes, Poems can be small, Even if we have so much to say. Because, Silence overrides anything you would like to do, When all you feel at the moment, Is pain. Pain shooting up and down your spinal cord from working so hard on the hottest days. Pain stepping on your brittle toes, After walking... Continue Reading →
"Patience... Patience..." Is what you'll hear from a modern day Sage, While Death & Gore marks an Epoch of Self-destruction. A world at war over apples and oranges, Even if both are healthy for one's ailing heart. But, What can you really do for a stomach starving for meat and flesh while refusing anything different?...... Continue Reading →
So hard to write during moments like these. Where you sit at your dinner table, Gently poking away at some roasted chicken, White rice and a small container of half-eaten red beans. A cup full of Pepsi that's been sitting in the fridge for a while, Lost of its crisp travel down through your brittle... Continue Reading →
Just, Listen to the beats of life banging in our ear drums. Sit and smile to the sounds of peace strumming in the form of birds chirping. Embrace Happiness with your lips curling up towards sunshine beaming light upon your immutable Love for Life of all kinds. Clamber the rocky mountains of success until you... Continue Reading →
At times, There are no words. Maybe a grin. Hints of laughter. But, Not a single wave of sound, Crashing through your ocean of tears. Silence is golden...
Problem is, He's wrong if he feels suicidal, As if anyone is helping him keep his vitals pumping. He's wrong if he's down, Even if he's being kicked while he's hungry, To get back up and smile. He's wrong for just wanting time to heal. Time to heal from pain that doesn't seem to go... Continue Reading →
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