bad

In contrasts to your darkness and light is your will to live

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Humanity

 

From the coals of sacred texts, brought fouth from ancient whispers of a circle of unbroken time, dipping and acendinding its change state, as the one constant in unending continuity. Therein lies a simple truth, corrupted with gentle persuasion. 

 

The state of being, the being of state and status of beings. 

There are three main laws for us to purview and avail here and now, or in past and future possibility. There is one rule that seperates, yet, reconsiles and is master of all truth; ugly or beautiful it renders life in death, death  into life and life into death. 

 

to live evil live to  - live.d.evil

to Evo L ovE to 

 

The cycle that never alters its identity making Its mood known in all forms and states; the All as in the We collective; and as the I; AGAPI, the known mystery of presiding over both and the first of the third.

 

Go.d  and evil.

 

Live with the hidden truth in plain sight. Felt  with intense realness,  hidden in semantics of languages  long lost and forgotten,  but none is needed to unless seeking to corrupt the incorruptible what is known and fails in explanation.

 

For  this very reason,  the logic of AGAPI (love) in all its moods, colours, ugliness and beauty fail to be described. And still, the poets' pride tries in vain to capture the whole.  Ever so often though, glimpses resonate and we can see a temporal portal with the promise of the indescribable known.

 

Blessingss

Author's Notes/Comments: 

For the few temporal and literal scholars here who might find something of interest here. Blessings and Hugss 

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Shades of Grey

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Haiku

None are black or white.

We're an endless sea of grey;

Not good, nor evil.

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Bad People

Bad people are everywhere,


Like the parasites they are,


After polluting themselves entirely,


They start spoiling others gradually.


 

Even if the bad ones get earthly pleasure,


They must remember,


That like a flower it is brief,


The treasure of the afterlife is chief.


 

Bad people will be penalised eventually,

 

Because nature’s law does not bear depravity.

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a world full of sadness

a world full of saddness 2015

 

 

 

what if there was no sadness or no more fear what then would we feel

 

to live with out depression or pain would be like a dream that felt so unreal

 

what then would we do if there was happiness in the world where we live

 

would others be loving and more inclined to smile and be willing to give

 

what if the world was made up of the good and have none of the bad

 

would the world be too boring or would there be no fun to be had

 

what would it be like to live with out fear to live with out the mess

 

that comes with a war that we didnt want and to live with out sadness

 

to live with the peace we all truely deserve would that be to much to ask

 

or live with out poverty and sickness or to live with out hiding behing a mask

 

i believe we would combust if the world wasnt mad or terribly sad

 

we would probably die of bordom from the same old emothions we all had

 

but what if we all try a little harder to be positive more or less

 

and then maybe we could live with out a world full of sadness

 

                                            zoeycup16

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

this one has been on my mind a lot i hope you like it

 

                                            zoeycup16

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*Keep Your Head Up*

 

 January.4.2014/May.24.2014

 Trisha Barrek Hopkins

 

Things may look impossible

Think of the positive

Hold on the the possible

Hold onto the love

Let go of the hate

Give yourself that extra shove

To get you out of this state

That keeps you holding onto the bad

Believe in fate

Let go of being sad

Believe at any rate

 

Keep your head held high

Fight the stress

That wants you to die

Forget the mess

That makes you cry

 

Things will get better you'll see

Live the life you want

Let the worries go by

Don't let your struggles haunt

Push them away set them free

 

Keep your spirits held high

Don't waste your time on what people want

Let your strengths fly

Keep your stand let it flaunt

All you can really do is try

 

Copyright

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My Puppeteer

Fake smiles and grins, 

Don't joke, don't laugh, 
Don't tease or play,
Unless it's time for a show, 
Fake smiles, fake grins, 
Like puppets it's a show,
Pull my strings, make me grin, 
Pull my strings I'll put on your show, 
Pull my strings, I'll smile for now.
Pull my strings it makes you feel so strong.
Pull my strings, you've won again, 
Pull my strings, make me cry again,
Like a puppet you'll see, 
This smile is fake, 
Look in my eyes you'll see
Like a puppet I'm dead, 
Fuck this life and fuck this show,
Pull my strings and away we'll go. 
 
Author's Notes/Comments: 

It's nothing great, just venting. 

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The Worst of A Savage

I feel like I'm getting cut off the chord

Another guy's cheating on his girlfriend while he's bored

Lies to his good friend and runs off again anew

Leaves his friend to the wolves and what is true

 

To lie and kiss when you belonged to another
To take away a poor soul's virginity and have a 10th lover

All of this and more at once

Consecutively deceiving and ongoing months

 

I wonder just what is your problem?

To steal so many hearts and trap a robin

And feed the sickness to the sea of insanity

Starting another storm and change the skies to calamity

 

To taint another's love

and slit the throat of a peaceful dove

You set a storm in the deepest of hearts

and set wounds inside the most delicate parts

When will you ever seem to care or learn

Until the harsh fire inside of you ceases to burn

 

To turn yet another to stone

and eat the flesh and leave bare bone

Laying in the shadows waiting for the next poor soul to ravage

Clearly you fit the name, the worst of a savage

 

 

 

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To Become

Society's filled so dark
A sickness fit to last
A hasty hungry shark
A one that bites the glass

The air turns a poison mist
and the grass turns to a distant waste
A glare becomes a fist
and then a flower becomes erased











What It Is

I feel like every single thing is like a mind game,  played and laid out for me

I can't feel a single thing, like I'm not blind, but I still can't see

 

What is it really? Perhaps it's not that important?

Tell me what it is, or is it just my own comportment?

 

I have walked in the very things I've looked down upon

What I once thought was selfish, now I too am wrong

 

and now there is blood all over my hand

But I have no idea why, I just don't understand

 

This is a complication called the human mind

Irony, double standards, hypocrisy, A place to be so blind

 

To wallow and loop in this thick puddle of shame

For the mistakes commited, I fairly wore the blame

 

Knowing is the beginning is something I suppose

It's better to learn, rather than to find it to oppose.

 

So I guess I'll take my feelings and throw them to the floor

I'll leave you where you originally were, trapped inside a closed door

 

And you can echo your goodbyes

as you embrace yourself to the ink of sheer ignorance and sighs..