Fool

poem

LIFE

chased by none, enshrined with sorrow, as well as fun. it's life, which betrays. mysterious as it is , no one is deprived of its bitter kiss. it makes us work, the way it wants to.

I'M SORRY MY FRIEND

i wrote this after having a fight with my best friend.....

THE WORLD

As to see the sun in dark-is impossible, So is to fine "good people" in this world. My mind due to rains of cruelty is changed, unproductive, rotten, bitter.
Cherry

Competition entry: Enduring Freedom

Enduring Freedom “Three children playing with a shell were blown to bits in Helmand Province yesterday.”

Feel the Fire, Taste the Bliss

To look upon your face is to star gaze, for nothing on this beautiful world compares. My heart has been struck by the suns rays, while one kiss would answer all my prayers.

“mathew” 6: 9-13

“our father in heaven” (ode to the man who has children, sitting around in an imaginary place envied by other members of the brainwashed) “hallowed be your name”

the visceral

“Boredom’s not a burden anyone should bear.” -from the song Stinkfist, by Tool

Blood

#1 "Heart" The word "lie" emblazoned across the heart of stone, Promises kept in a small jar labelled "Renege", A table lamp observing yet taunting the reminiscents,

I'm Sorry...

It's a word I'd wish I'm able to say, Without repeating and over again... Regret and a law of contrition betray; Precious serves no uphold the sane...

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