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A Viral VideoThe president is elected by the people
And so is the congress they
Both undermine each other
And the people cry
The president appoints a cabinet
The cabinet a appoints minsters
And the ministers elect bankers
And the money in the land turns to dust
The sectary of state wants a war in the east but peace in the south
The president wants a war in the south and peace in the east
The media throws stones at both of them
And God just laughs away
God is a funny guy!
He set it all up
To watch like
A Viral video.
UntitledIf I could tell you that I miss you--
That I love I do--
But I know that you don’t--
Why I even bother to petition the gods of love…
For your thoughts, for a sign, for you?
I don’t know why?
If I could have you
I know I’d give my life
Just to be with you!
But you don’t care that I love you
It’s just a phase to you.
I pray for you
And hope for you
But not even flowers blossom that fast
And your mind is just cold
And your eyes are just old
But you’re so cool to me
I’d be in your brave heart
And be with your iron life
If you’d open the gates
And let me into your garden
This night wouldn’t be as cruel.
Fire burns and roses sprout
I count every hour of the day
Till I meet you once again
Sometimes Time deceits-
And you're not there…
Other times Time rewards-
And we lose hours in a river of lust
Oh how painful every second is-
I wasted time down the drain….
And how bitter sweet it is when you're there-
The wait was worth the while….
And when you hold me virtually –
Every flower blooms with excitement
But when you're not there—
The night freezes every living being.
He is evil and cunning---
But not like you;
You're sweet to me.
SinI’d like to be inside of you, but you’re too big; I don’t fill your space at all
I’d like to sin with you this night; you’re just a saint- holy and incorruptible
How I long to take you down….. Like you take a wall apart; brick by brick- you pound at it like a hammer upon ice-----
If I could give you my love- and our blood could become the same and flow in each other’s bodies….
We could take a holy communion without God, but be like him and save each other from virtue.
Light and darkness mix in my head and become inseparable from one another-like milk from cows….
I implore to you my dear; forget about your holiness and touch upon the earth--- she’s found a place for us here; lets sin my dear….
God surely has sinned too, yet we wouldn't know it; but let us not keep it a secret from one another……
Be my Saint George; sly the beast that is awake in me……. Let me take your body and redeem myself
The Devil Part TwoJohn Belmar has blond hair and a pair of blue eyes that fright the living daylight out of any person he meets. He’s neither tall nor short and has nice frame about him. When he was in high school he was the most athletic guy in the whole school; sitting as the football captain and wrestling leader. When he graduated he graduated with a four point o grade point average and with many honorable mentions and three scholarships. Mr. Belmar was the best of his class, no one could compete with him for halve of his mates quit upon being impressed by him and put themselves in second post behind his back and the other halve was already in the outer box doomed from the start. Mr. Belmar lost his parents after finishing his career and became the richest man in Blooden after he inherited their money. He married Jane Louis who was considered the most beautiful woman in her class and converted to her church upon marriage. Jane gave birth to two sons and a girl who John loved a lot and became ve
The Devil Part OneThe Devil Part One
The Devil once walked the streets of Blooden, California; every afternoon after dusk he’d walk around every corner of a town which though itself a city. He marched through Blueberry Lane Fourth Street, parade past Presidents Avenue, and step slightly on South Street.
The Devil loved Blooden, California way too much. He made himself at home there. Saint Paul’s Catholic Church was his palace, the Baptist Chapel his hotel room, the city council his main lobby, and every house in Blooden is his holy dome. He also ate in Blooden; for breakfast he’d eat at one of three fast food chains, at noon he had as spicy lunch with lots of jalapenos warped in a burrito at the local El Paso Restaurant, and for dinner he dined at the local relief shelter. The Devil lived in Blooden, California.
Blooden is a small town situated at the foot of the Central Valley. It was no larger than the a thousand people and boasted of a small economy the maintained a pack
BusI've wanted to write a poem about my bus rides
But I can’t stand still enough to seat all the way through this ride
Zeus! - This ride has been rare to say the least.
I see the bus driver and his heart warming smile
I see brothers who oppose each other.
Sometimes as the wheels roll
I get a good dose of sunlight
Other days the sky is dull and humid and depressed
As the bus rocks sometimes I see other people like me
Yet they’re not like me. And old Mexican woman from Oaxaca
Some Mexican men who are brunt from working in the under the reign of Helios
And they probably seek for Guadalupe’s help from day to day.
I've also seen homeless people with no God to call theirs.
Who roam from town to town, seeking friends and strangers, and they are always reproached by family.
I think once I also saw a transgender individual with her supportive brother or lover…. Seating next to her, meanwhile I thought that sight was sweet and heartwarming.
Though a most peculiar sight that
PaperShe came to our house and talked about many things that were written upon paper
She talked about happiness; her discourse came from a piece of paper
She conversed about God’s Law; and that too came from the same piece of paper
She insulted the beauty of the World
She suggested that Hawaii is a showcase of God’s beauty and hand about!
But I've seen the wonderful Monarchs in the forest of Mexico
As they flutter about
Shading green pines with their orange wings
Taking over every leaf that was colored green
Fluttering a ballet of life and dance in the light of the sun that came through a concealed forest
They were the best thing I have ever seen; yet this woman put it all upon paper along with Hawaii; a beauty that I’ll dream about and one that’s only on paper
And erased a moment so precious that must be restored from ashes of burnt paper
For why should beauty and happiness be found only upon paper?
And also why should we follow laws given by God and Governme
The American Dream is a LieThe American Dream is a lie
A creation crafted by Rich Men
I order to keep……. The poor dreaming
To keep the poor dreaming, about the rich, and to distract them
To distract the poor from asking their unhumble Politicians
From…. Improving human condition
The American Dream is a bed time story
That is told to poor children
So that they may envy Rich children
And forget about poverty and hunger
The American Dream allows us to deny that the country is astray
That our Republic is slipping down the pipe lines
That the Capitalist Harlots are molesting this Nation
They are molesting this Nation under one God
That one God is green
And has promised diamonds and happiness to his cult members
And has promised an illusion that is more false then Disney’s promise of love
That God is The American Dream
And his High Priest seats in the White House, the church of that almighty God!
No matter what banner hangs behind the high alter
No matter the color of the banner
i am tired of being told i will be okaysee,
that's the thing
all anyone ever
tells you is that
it's going to be
(you are telling me
that you are leaving.)
they don't tell
you what to do with
the pressure in
your chest on
the dark days,
or how to
uncurl your fists
from your hair
or your nails
from your skin.
(you are telling me
that you don't know if
you are coming back.)
maybe i don't want
maybe i'm tired of
only ever being
(i am building walls
again and you are prying
my fingers from my hair.)
i want more than this,
i deserve a word so full of
hope and safety that it
weighs my tongue down
give me a mouth full
of flowers and remove 'okay'
from your vocabulary.
i need more than this.
When I look into your eyesWhen I look into your eyes
I can tell the emotions we feel.
When I see the cries you have
Ill hold you and release it all.
When I look into your eyes
I see someone so perfect
How much we have grown
Made me realize we are not alone.
When I look into your eyes
I see the gentleness of your embrace
How I love to be there for you
Until I finally rest.
When I look into your eyes
I see the love and care you have
It shows me I never
have to do this alone
I dreamt everydayI dreamt everyday, that you'd be with me.
But no more I dream, cause you are mine.
I dreamt everyday, that I'd be with you,
but no more I need to dream,cause my heart belongs to you.
I dreamt everyday, that you were my moon,
but now I know, that you are deep inside me.
I dreamt everyday, that you'd be my light,
now I know, that the darkness hides forever.
I dreamt everyday, that I will be yours forever.
Now i know its reality, cause you are always with me.
Lovestory Part OneI tried to find love in the wrong places and it ruined my mind.
I tried to go on with my life and just put the past behind-
But I was incorrect.
The past made me learn, made we see where I went wrong,
It made me listen through my life like a most unpleasant song.
And I had tried to ease my pain by bringing forth the impositions,
The things that pained the most, I had given them permission-
To reign and rule over me while I cowered in submission.
My love had gone from my family, to people, then to a selfish disposition.
But I learned.
I started hating myself for my decisions and my old conditions,
Thoughts slowly started gaining control, started having acquisition.
But those mistakes only fuel my thirst for repentance, my cognition,
That’s only part one: We’ll call it my “Life’s Inquisition.”
Let's rock!While you are still sleeping,
my beloved sleeping beauty,
I'm preparing breakfast for you.
I wake you up with
a sweet, deep and passionate kiss,
and then you eat your breakfast,
while I eat my breakfast on you.
You are delicious, you smell
and taste so good.
I kiss your neck, while your breath
starts to become faster and your chest
starts to move more quickly.
While my mouth touches your
beautiful, delicious and sexy skin,
I can feel your blood running faster
in your vein, and the faster it runs
the faster and harder I kiss you.
While our lips are close together
in a warm paradise,
the pressure of your body on mine,
and the pressure of my body on yours
are taking us higher!
The beating of our hearts
echoes the beating of the Lust.
Your wondeful legs are a highway
of pleasure, your perfect skin is a land
of desire, your sexy mouth
is a temple of Love
and your eyes, so beautiful and so full
of beauties, are my ocean.
My Goddess of Love,
you are so gogeous, you smell
so good! You tas
Is You.I may not be perfect.
I am for sure not good at everything.
But I must be good for something,
or I would never be given this chance.
what I'm good for
I'm glad you gave me a shot,
and I'll try to not disappoint.
'Cause you're worth it all.
And I love you so damn much.
I hope that
what I'm good for
Red StringFell in
Now I'm walking out
Perhaps in another lifetime
We'll have a different dream
I know I'll always love you
But will you remember me
Eternal in LoveI want to feel your warmth again,
The fur of passion and protection.
Your glistening eyes stop time,
When they meet my waterfalls.
Your tender lips soothe my face and skin,
Like delicate clouds floating to the ground,
Like your gentle hands whisking me up,
To see the starlit summer sky.
Too see the relief there is above this world,
That peace can now embrace me.
Your smooth, earthy hair veils my face,
And your faithful arms enclose my soul,
And let my eyes be closed for a time,
Which wasn't known through ages of hurt.
As paint on a canvas.
We are strength and passion,
Tenderness and affection,
We are eternal in love.
Our Fork in the RoadThese feelings are something
I could never pawn away,
So I have to try my best living
With all the right regrets.
And though I've never
Worn my heart on my sleeve,
Instead placing it on blank pages as text,
I hope you know that we were the good times
That I'll think fondly about.
But today, I woke up
Feeling, for the first time since forever,
That I could see the future again.
And though it may not involve you,
And though what's yours is no longer mine,
I hope you remember the times
We would say “I love you”
With fondness in our eyes,
And I hope they carry you forward
In the days ahead
Because you have a long road before you,
And I have to start walking mine instead.
IntoxicationWhat can intoxicate the brain faster than a gulp of beer?
And make the soul sink to the deepest abyss in the ocean?
What would I give to live in a different version of reality?
One in which you and I are in each other’s arms –kissing and loving
Kissing and loving our hours away
Wasting our hours away every second
Wasting every second of the night in the company of the long and dreadful night
But instead I miss you as the cold and dreadful night devours my dreams
I miss you as my thoughts take ride on a train that run into a wall of misery
I miss you as you; yet I know you might not even thing of me, let alone miss me
I’d wait upon a dock; only if I knew the truth.
If knew that you miss me too and want to put an end to darkness of the night
But it might be in the darkness of the night
That you make love to her and not me; and she consumes me with the coldness
And takes my heart away; beat after beat
She won’t let me go
Because it is you; who can intoxicate my bra
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