world, yours or mine

wrapped in your arrogance
your aggression beyond control
here I am at peace with my world
poking me constantly
with your insatiable quest for power
clothed with the yarn of submission
to your god, fulfilling your obligation
to wipe all that don't belong
to your bullshit religion?
5 years old, confined
in the walls of your lies
shaping their innocent minds
telling them,
I have no right to live
because, your faith is
not what I believe?
I can't take it anymore, I'm sure
if the table is turned around
and my coffers is filled like yours?
only God knows
I'm now 6 feet below the ground

DEAD AND GONE.
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Posted: Aug 2014
About this poem:
The endless battle of religion, A disguise most serve man's need for greed and power. The endless fight of good and evil.
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the future

I have long faded away
From my weakness and failures
I have given much thought
That to be rejected is not
To be ashamed of.

Yesterday is a record of what is there to see
To feel, to remember and perhaps
Relive once in a while
But it shouldn't be
For feeling sorry for yourself
Rather a guide
that leads you not to stumble again.

Tomorrow is a gleam of hope
Of a light that leads us to a better love
A brighter future, full of hope
Full of happiness and joy.

I am saying goodbye to my past
Not because it isn't worth remembering
It's just that the future is:
Worth more
Attention and thinking

A new life in the making.
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Posted: Feb 2015
About this poem:
just thinking

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your quest

gold hidden in the rugged earth
upon which lay your quest
yet murky and turbid is the dew
that is harvested in a cup of sand
your weakness never sets
over the parch and scorching heat
nor will your strength
ever laid to rest
until you will run out
of your sweats
you will want to know
deep within your heart
why all this land
is covered with blood
and yet the world lay witness
and mightily unconcerned
to its naked plight

your mind will never fathom
why the rift is burning strong
so you will keep on digging
until you reach the bottom
hoping it will lay bare
all the reasons,
that this blood covered land
is a conflict no more
in the mighty difference
of white and black color
but the gap of those
who have and who don't

the question is...will man ever learn
how to vanish indifference?
give those that have not
and even out the earth's wealth
so revolt will not explode?

perhaps nobody really cares...
you are alone, abandoned
in this quest...buried
in a drifting sand
stained with ruthlessness
by the greed of human hand
glued forever
in human blood.

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Posted: Jan 2015
About this poem:
About this poem:
Inspired by a blog about poverty from Africa, and all over the world that is suffering with poverty and hunger.


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Reverence of my love - Paloma 's challenge

around me was Gossamer
shining upon my dark world

enshrined upon my teary eyes
was a Nacreous light
drawing me out
releasing my pain
from the clutch
of my broken heart

hesitantly, I looked around
and with the power of Ataraxia
I am overcome....

powerless yet defiant
I succumb to a Cosmogyral illusion

in my trance I was enthralled
and serenaded by Psyturism melody

in my surrounding, an Aeolian fantasy
which kept me hostage
in an illusion of reality.

for now there's nothing
that keeps me detached
from the Reminiscence
of our love

of which I will forever hold

in Reverence

now and for always
there's no other way.
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Posted: Oct 2014
About this poem:
Dedicated to my past. Thanks my dear friend, Paloma.
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forsaken

perversions of my thoughts
corrupting my pure mind
pushed to the edges of illusions
enamored by the travesty of
your past affairs


did you expect to have me?
and yet choose to be free?
exclusions of your selective
and clever mockery
of my trust?


think again
and I am not mad
nor insane, but losing my respect
is one I will not fall into
knowing that it is my only shield

for having forsaken me.
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Posted: Dec 2014
About this poem:
just now the weather is so dark
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tears (haiku?)

You're not worth my tears

More than I have nourished pain

Upon which love died.
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Posted: Nov 2014
About this poem:
Just wanting to move on, again.

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My sorrow (5 7 5)

Petals of sorrow

dripping the moist of my tears

Silenced by the wind.
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Posted: Oct 2014
About this poem:
Just been thinking lately.

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the future

an oasis of euphemism
you embody and epitomize
anti rebellion
at least a projection
you have labored to inhabit
an undiluted perfection
yet the labyrinth of turmoil
is inhabiting
within your heart
undisguised and blatant
but...
beneath that serene
and calm appearance
lurks the shadow
of your omnipotence
for cruelty and destruction
reside in your manmade
blood and bones
a citadel of unmatched violence
it's just a matter of time
and the whole world
will kneel before you
for you are the lord of greed
the master of all evil
indestructible


the fall an annihilation
of mankind
is alas made in your form
a mighty droid, complete
with biological substances
alive and real
beware, we're finally doomed
very soon.

then again maybe not
perhaps
you are the true God made redemption
as you are conceived
with absolute precision

A most welcoming gesture
to man's extinction. ..
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Posted: Oct 2014
About this poem:
I was reading about the sophisticated and high tech creation of human robots and this came to mind.

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longings (5 7 5)

Sleepy and dark eyes

Longings in my broken heart

Silenced yet inspired.
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Posted: Oct 2014
About this poem:
Hope it works.
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where are you?

at night when the ghost are out
it's so much easier for me
to ask the stars
where I can find you.

I am hoping they'd all lit up
and tell me that they've found you
and tears flow no more
that my waiting is all done.

you're found!
here back in my world
you might not belong to me
and I'm okay with that
I just have to know you're alive
not lost
among the oceans of fallen angels
but here with us
the good thing about it
is that we can always change
we can always start all over again.

and that is my biggest hope
to change for the better
I've learned that from you

soon when I'll see you
I'll be in good spirit
wishing you the best
that which you deserve
something we've failed to find
within us

and you definitely deserve the best
so all my wishes for you
from the bottom of my heart.
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Posted: Oct 2014
About this poem:
Thanks for all your reads and comments.
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can't stop loving you

It's brazen out there
without you
unkind and even ruthless
not like I'm not used to it
on the contrary
since you left
it has become my only world
of course,
you know all too well
and why wouldn't you
you're the most emotive
of all I've known
just because I am mum
and don't come crying
doesn't mean it's has lessened
the sorrow and pain
I am carrying
I don't doubt time will heal
but I'm not sure anytime soon
for day after day
night after night
seconds even
I haven't felt any change
nor abating this wound
has ever commenced
I do write them every minute
as its comforting to say the least
for right now
I will say:

I've never stopped loving you
nor I feel, I ever will.
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Posted: Sep 2014
About this poem:
Just overcome with memories
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game of love

When winning is the name of the game
But find your heart exploding
And true messages are in hiding
Be wary of truths for its beguiling

I fell in love with all the right reasons
With a man so full of passion
I worshiped the grounds he stepped on
And true love we were both charmed

But as time passed and loved deeper
White and light color became darker
Passion and considerations disappeared
Replaced with disrespect and fear

Love indeed has many faces
If unguarded it can deeply blind us
Inflictions of pain and sorrow follows
Burying us in destitute

I'm careful now, I've learned well
For life can become a living hell
But as long as I'm alive l won't give up
For there's true love out there waiting to be found.
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Posted: Oct 2014
About this poem:
Maybe.
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