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The lyrical tradition Often entails sowing sedition When things are like unto The nine layers of hell, And you can't even tell If evil is literal or Metaphorical anymore. Some say its human nature But Hell couldn't be any worse Than the at
They say vanity is a down fall of humanity. Your chastity is given away like charity. Open legs and closed eyes, with you pleasure comes with a price. It doesn't matter if those moments have flavor or spice or even entice. Call you prostitute, ne
Can we resist habit?
I wrote this poem in 2000 after I finished a course, 'Nigeria Legal System' in my second year at Ambrose Alli University, Ekpoma where I read Civil Law. I found the blend of both edges of the law fascinating. This will be better understood by people who understand the legal system of the Commonwealth of Nations as well as Christians who understand what Apostle Paul meant by the Law and Grace in his epistles.
where all living at a very strange time right now...this is just my take on what i see all around me,pray we all don't end up on the street!!!
A FAMOUS LAWN TENIS FRIEND WON A TROPHY JUST AFTER NINE ATTEMPTS
Agreement. (c) Yankee4you 2015
Lifting our banner high, we nourish the dreams that nothing can smother Chasing freedom that keep fleeing, out of ignorance and lack of tolerance light must shine No matter how long the struggle we still strive, breaking down barriers even behind b
Listening to Ron Paul and the shrinking value of the US dollar. We really are working harder and harder for less and less. I would buy a cell phone, but I like to eat!
satire on ladygwen"s profile picture
It is when we allow the broken voices that whisper inside our head to grow twisted roots under our thin skin of common sense that slowly strangles our sense of pride of being what we try to hide forever chained behind a mask
Written 5-28-07
Just a passing thought....Sometimes people forget that action speaks louder than words....and it hurts.... a lot more in fact.
This is awful! Well, hope you have a good end-of-the-weekend anyway, folks!
R.O.S.E For i am the Shepherd for the people with no leader to grace, this promised land on which i stand chosen by the sealer of fates. No invasion or persuasion by a serpent or snake, the wicked fell the dragons tell is of subduction and hate. T
About this poem: Inspired by a blog about poverty from Africa, and all over the world that is suffering with poverty and hunger. Thanks all for your read and comments.
I try to write, my thoughts, my feelings; the emotion that pulsate through me, the experience that come before me. Somedays the sadness Seems to just stay Food becomes tasteless Life now gloomy Since you went away The heart breaking
Abstracts about life and maturity.
There was a time when I was old But now I feel much younger There was a time I thought I knew it all Then I realised I know nothing Oh how blind in your arrogance You boldly stride through life The more you think you know it all The less you
Being risky is so exciting in life some things you don't risk like loosing your wife loosing your life Or your privilege to drive You should never risk others Like sisters and brothers Fathers and Mothers friends and lovers peace in the worl
Bustled Boys in dressed suits, Swanky cars on the loose, All houses big not small, Are they the ones who play ball? Standing watch them make a speech, To everyone they speak, Promises made without thought, Are we the ones that lost, They seem
American people hear me now, The time has come to make a vow, Within our borders, there is a storm growing, Nameless faces, never showing, The time is now to make our stand, And one day our children will understand, The fight we fight, is fo
The world is still a terrible place to live and survive especially during troubled times, you have your own comforts and food on a table, but so many do not have this luxury and through no fault of their own suffer this indignity of dying because of no food.
There is plenty of evidence. It remains for historians of the future to describe aghast at the 20th century.
More are forgotten, less are remembered, rejection is organized hate from a bitter dry well with flogged thoughts strapped in darkness with anger so deeply rooted and so cold. All is frozen in time embodied in fear, intimidated by prosperity, lost d
With all the wars over freedom. I realize freedom is not free. e moon dictates the tides Geese are not free. Man is not free to keep the ocean clean. Man cannot fly for freedom as gravity controls his ablityIs freedom really available to us? n
Love that frustrating game of golf, though I have to admit I love to drive the golf cart!
No one cares anymore about writers...just words and little of that at that,yet without us writers...there wouldn't be much social reform or values...just existence and instinct. The Animals do this,it's natursl but effective to a creature that has no hierarchy or public structuring and socialism...for them it is all about pecking order and personal space...this poem addresses that as well as an end times scenario,in a certain sense...mostly it is emotional and suggestive to a higher power from within us all as God based or created from a power no one really fully understands.
I am a child of God no shoes upon my feet. I have no house or home I live upon the street. I struggle every day I just want to survive. I ask myself most every day Why am I still alive? One night when I was crying I heard a voice so
This poem is about how progress has influenced our lives.So here now is what my vision reflects....."The Price Of Progress" Editor : Marikia Written 13th March 2013
I give you fair warning should you leave bad feedback you will leave me no choice but to have a 'poetic cleansing' I had the misfortune to be in a group of people where the topic of ‘ethnic cleansing’ came up ... I could not believe the number of people who saw nothing wrong with it ... to their credit most of them when they realised that it was just a nice word for mass murder completely changed their mind.
political suicide
Ths is a parody of LL Cool J's I'm That Type of Guy. This is a compilation of bad neighbors I have had and have now living in apartments. I'm still trying to figure out why my black neighbor keeps asking for a knife. Any ideas?
To you know who...
This was written about a period of time approx 40 years ago. The Australian indigenous people were called 'blackfellas' by both white and black alike on the stations. I spent quite a bit of time with indigenous Australians at that time and had many friends. There was no disrespect meant by using that name.
I wrote this a little while ago in response to an article I read about child abuse ... abuse does not always mean physical ... it can be something as simple as neglect
Danger Rides are road Cars beeping sirens Those dredfull blues and twos racing to where ever they go Unable to hear These dangers Unable to hear the trafic on are fast mobile cells Horns beeping cycles weave dangerously in and out weavin
Afraid that I would have to change and adapt to the Vietnamese way of doing business, which means arrogance and pushy, flaunting my money and power , treating others rudely and demanding people to do things for me. Afraid I would lose my humanity.
For all around i hear the voices of the young asking for peace to be supported by every end. They want war to stop and peace to begin. They can not believe how long the war has gone on for. I wait patiently to see if this will happen
the greed of man
Times change! I have no opion just an observation!
With the election coming up and his infamous answer to what he would cut to trim the national debt, I thought it would be fun to do a parody of Janie's Got a Gun by Aerosmith.
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