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The Color Missing
Red, black, and blue are the colors of our work pens. Red is the color of the blood we spill on other people’s mistakes. Blue is the color of the songs we sing on tax forms or pay stubs- every page has a secret melody. Black is the color of the streets we fear most. Black is the color of our signature of approval. Black is the color of our death.
‘But what about the Green pens?’ I ask. They say ‘the ink is too hard to see.’
beautiful, beauty, body, death, society,
They say beauty is on the inside
But even the Nobelist of people
have wicked secrets.
So who really is beautiful?
Beauty is a man made idea
So society can value one person
above the other.
Since there is no real beauty
There's no ugliness either.
Just pretentious people,
Spending their entire lives trying
to prove their better then everybody else.
We all do it.
We are human after all.
We try so hard to be different
But we all end the same way
america, anger, bullying, death, life, philosophy, political,
Digression came with costs
We are digging graves
M. Lyn Church
August 2, 2013
death, depression, society,
In the centre of the small town is a small town square. In the centre of the small town square is a small water fountain. It springs a joy to which the townspeople are magnetically drawn. The water below is clean and clear. This morning a young girl lay facedown. In the clean, clear water, where the small water fountain danced, and dances. In the centre of the small town square; in the centre of the small town. It seemed strange that she should be dead in a place where there is so much life.
I've known of her charm
We'll not dwell on her passing
It seems far too strange
1st July 2020
abuse, addiction, corruption, death of a friend, environment, inspirational, society,
The cause of his death
Because he chose to do meth
He started out with a line
But it was no longer fine
He started to smoke in a glass bowl
He knows hes loosing his soul
Feeling not one emotion
With the impulse of another notion
He desires to put it on a spoon
Cooking it not to quick but not to soon
He places it into the needle sticks it in him arm
Starting to cause major bodily harm
Instantly hes enjoying his high
But doesnt even get to say goodbye
Death decides its his time to go
Just a thought...
But maybe he should have said
addiction, adventure, allusion, anger, art, child, childhood, children, community, corruption, crazy, dark, death, deep, depression, desire, evil, fantasy, fear, freedom, future, gothic, grave, grief, imagination, lust, murder, pain, pollution, poverty, power, sad love, science, society, spiritual, spoken word, visionary,
The innocence is transfusing
the goat skin drums
children of the mills,
children of the junkyard,
and we keep filling them with
mercury, nitrate, espestice, baby bombs
blasted out of their shaved heads
anger, art, death, depression, feelings, freedom, god, grief, hip hop, how i feel, imagery, imagination, innocence, inspirational, jealousy, music, pain, passion, philosophy, poets, rap, religious, society, sorrow, spiritual, truth, wisdom, world,
Part 1: Save Us
The whole world went to pot
when, 2pac was shot
on the spot.
Why do Innocent people have to die?
Why do we have to sit and watch, as mothers cry?
People forgive the unforgiven.
Why do people have spend the rest of they're lives in prison?
Part 2: Save Me
I act like a dick
I'm not crazy,
god just needs to save me.
I guess I'm in the zone.
That's why I'm sitting here alone.
Dedicated To Tupac Shakur.
class, death, hindi, political, poverty, power, society,
The faded shacks stretch 'neath the stained grey sky,
As stagnant urine and disease creep in.
Hunched at the pyramid's tight base we lie;
Looked down upon by our superiors.
In this poor life we’ve been condemned to die;
Forever stuck in our unwanted caste!
Our tummies are filled with what can’t be sold,
Our hopes and dreams just playful fantasies.
Drained from its soothing warmth, the Earth feels cold.
Where, I ask you are the democracies
That stop worthless things like me getting sold?
We’re all just pawns, broken by society.
Unlike the wealthy, we’re easy to find;
We are the untouchables of mankind.
conflict, death, military, political, society, violence,
If you thought the war was cold before,
take the temperature of Putin
Worry about a country that is your own,
do not invade what is Ukraine
No blame is dealt on citizens of either
but on poor leadership within
addiction, bullying, death, deep, depression, society, suicide,
Cut your wrists,
And hope to die.
I think it's time to say goodbye.
Just close your eyes and go to sleep,
Before they can hear you weep.
Your heart was beating,
Now its not.
Covered in blood,
You were gone.
You made the pain go away,
And ended your life that rainy day.
Your eyes were glassy and misted,
Your body unmoving and listless.
You left us without a doubt.
They pushed you over the ledge,
And you killed yourself with the razors sharp edge.
"No one cares" you thought
"Not even if I'm dead."
You were right,
They don't miss you.
Just another life down the drain,
No one would ever know your pain.
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Dirty rotten scum
to take the life of an innocent one
torn away from my childhood
but not yet thrown into adulthood
you've given me a life of pain
certain to only knowing, that never
again, will the days be the same
but I have found my new freedom
here, within these mighty walls
known as Gods kingdom
abuse, addiction, corruption, death, emo, feelings, girl, grave, life, loneliness, longing, lost, sad, self, sick, society, sorrow,
Step after step I move forward.
Into the abyss,
Into the pit
Black, thick, silent,
The pool is filled
Yet the tar is so bleak and empty.
Fully submerged there is nothing,
Nothing but me
Nothing to smell hear or see
So I focus on me
I feel all the pain as the air leaves my lungs
As the pressure of all that I’ve done bears down upon my chest and back.
Bones bend and muscles contract.
That last bit of air
Right before sweet eternal sleep
Escapes into the darkness
And for that moment the pain stops and the pressure fades…
I am cold.
I am lost.
Floating back to the top…
And life is restored…until next time.
abuse, addiction, anger, betrayal, body, bullying, childhood, cry, dad, dark, death, depression, eulogy, evil, family, farewell, father, fear, feelings, grave, grief, growing up, hate, heartbroken, horror, house, jealousy, loneliness, loss, lost, me, murder, mystery, night, pain, parents, sad, sin, smile, society, sorrow, stress, suicide,
In the attic, above wooden floor,
through the hallway of psychotic, locks upon my door,
near the broken window and glass of the sore,
hiding in the shadows,
bloodstains on the wall.
house at the end of the street,
where lights are low,
where silent never sleep.
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Keeping my head up, treading water
Cut throat surviving, struggling
Going under, death visits
Will to live, tested!
Selfishness Vs Selflessness
A Greater Love, encompasses me
God demonstrating mercy, for his children
Learning about forgiveness, cultivating, inner faith
Melody of Love, one can experience
In the darkest, waking hours, of everyday living
Self survival, learning how to live
Peace of Mind, Peace of Heart
Peaceful Spirit, Freedom in Love
absence, corruption, dark, grief, horror, lonely, sin, sleep, society,
A hit and run
It's just my lot now to be played.
A little daft
A bit too large
Never one to just take charge.
Way too kind
And silent too
Perfectly convenient for passing through
Try it out
This girl feels pain but she won't shout
Hit and run
Have some fun
Don't look behind you when you're done.
Dominique Jon Apple Webb
child abuse, children, grave, growing up, parents, religion, society,
If you draw your child away from normal play, activities and behaviour
By forcing them to lie about their true desires,
Then where’s the love?
absence, adventure, age, analogy, childhood, courage, creation, cry, dark, death, death of a friend, dedication, desire, dream, eulogy, identity, imagination, innocence, inspirational, leaving, life, loneliness, lonely, longing, loss, lost, memory, missing you, mountains, moving on, muse, mystery, nostalgia, sad, society, song, spring, winter, wisdom, words, write, youth,
Hither I stand, at crossroads,
And then I gaze, at the yonder end-
The vague horizon from where I began;
And all that I may ever deem
Is that- my days
Have been a waken dream.
Hither I stand, at the edge of my dream;
Then I wonder, at the depth of my trance-
An adventurous journey through the wondrous woods;
An idyllic stroll through the vicissitudinous meadow;
And from the final station as I depart,
All that I can ever say, is that
Perpetuation has been a rouge
Of fleeting phases of my life.
St. Stephen’s College.
death, introspection, society,
a freedom-fighter with a gun
a Jihadist with a gun
a lone-wolf with a gun
a redneck with a gun
a survivalist with a gun
a good-guy with a gun
a bad-guy with a gun
a hate-monger with a gun
a vengeance with a gun
vigilantes and vigils
a patterned proximity
© GoodGuySoul 2015-02-12
death, god, political, society,
Oh dear Lord, didn’t you hear what we’re wishin’?
Please stop taking home all the musicians.
Don't want to wish anyone dead,
But if you must, instead,
Please get to work on the politicians.
culture, death, fear, scary, society, spoken word, stress,
What’s wrong with our culture
That we’re so deathly afraid
To talk about death and dying
It’s a process we will all go through
In one way or another
Yet hush hush it’s taboo
Don’t want to talk about it
Don’t want to hear about it
We’re so tense and uptight
Keeping our thoughts private at all cost
Can’t expect any tête-à-tête discussion
Because people say the oddest things
As the process of our life slips away
What a relief it would be
To share and discuss openly
Posted on October 10, 2018
Ifeanyi Bob Ekechukwu
angel, celebration, celebrity, courage, dedication, emotions, eulogy, happiness, hope, how i feel, inspiration, inspirational, joy, political, recovery from, smile, social, society, thanksgiving, tribute,
Here stands a fair beauty
Queen with poise and
The daughter of an
Erudite,an erudite herself
One of the three central
Spoke-persons in the
Assembly of law-givers.
The defender of the
Helpless,mother of the
Motherless. As fearless as
A lion,who dared the
Gunners in power,time
Had she spent in jail,
Thrown in by the most
One thought she would
Cower down,yet more
Resolute she became.
For stonewalls do not
Make a prison make.
She still the people's
Champion of war on
Visionary leader,hope is
Tears of joy pour freely as
She mounts the podium
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How can I live my life
Always standing in front of a knife
So I'll get on the night train
And I'll go to Spain
I'll leave this kingdom, this life, and this shame
So there won't be any more pain
And so there won't be any one to blame.
conflict, culture, death, image, life, society, wisdom,
Transcending The Cultural Divide
Watching the foreign film and blood fly
Nothing particular on my mind
I do not know a word they speak
Their death is all I need
War machines kill everything
I am supplied forever in that moment
With all the information that I need
Death transcends all nations
I am alive in that moment
Transcending the cultural divide
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hello my friend, stranger walk by,
borrow a moment, spare me your lie,
through pen of the narrow and mist of an eye,
below absolute zero, someone will die;
sentence to rambler, apple hereby,
flute of the meadow, mandrake will cry,
in front of the riddler second might try,
get out of here mortal,
exit near by-e.
angry as he strike out his pen,
get out of here demon, get out of this den,
in thousands of years how long has it been,
when scriptures wear sandals;
on meadow you land, many bear seasons,
stakes shall bend, lantern still burning,
your letter is send.
absence, angst, art, creation, emotions, grave, history, imagination, immigration, inspiration, mystery, mythology, nostalgia, race, religious, society, spiritual,
CIL MAOLCHEADAIR (Kilmalkedar)
On such an Irish spring and drizzle morn,
she wandered through the graveyard, looking for
the Celtic dream from which her past was born,
and every sight brought her to wanting more;
she dreamt her roots from carvings on a stone
as if she understood each chip as real,
passed down to only her, and her alone,
from pagan worship she could almost feel;
and she could bundle them within her mind
to share with Pennsylvania kith and kin,
perhaps the magic, if still there to find,
would be an understanding where they've been;
and she will burn her candles every night,
hoping Kilmalkedar will make it right.
© ron wilson aka vee bdosa the doylestown poet