Poetic Justice

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Poems

 

Mother before death

Mother, don’t die

I have no one

Die, than I die a little

Where will I be? Is it a riddle

Or should it be waited

No it has to be said

Please mother, don’t die

There is no one to tell,

Of the pain of hell

See these tears?

Yes, I have held it for years

All the anguish together we dealt

Will be emerge, so don’t let this be it

Father is no more,

The world would not care

There is nothing to end this pain

It would remain

Forever deep inside

For this is why I lived

 

Fragile Education

You told me, I am not too smart

It is me, who I cannot succeed

Push me on the bottom of the pit

Say that brilliance is sacred

I would have took the desk afar

There was nothing more

Yet, my mind not running

It would only fall behind, losing

A waste of money for a child

Who had lost a part of him at nine

 

Than is it not true I am here?

The knowledge I base is very clear

It is I who came on top of others

It is I who have not wasted a summer

Where do I see myself tomorrow?

Where am I at now?

It is me holding a determination

For a vast expansion of an education

 

Now wonder how the fool

Was the one who came out of school

Holding his succession

For such a difficult missions...

 

Dreamless

Awoken dreams,

Nightmares in reality

Fantasy exisit in mind

Body exisit in realism

Soundless dreams

Not awoken but not sleepful

Benfit I am, my world is bueatiful

Non judge my imagination

Everything is glory, nothing is special in each nation

A name is given, not born by human tongue

My own choice, let it be evil or pure

Awoken dreams

Now my nightmare returns

 

Portyal of Darkness

Light, the sun, it is an enemy

An enemy that is agianst me

The dark, the moon,it is nothing

I am in the dark for nothing

The shadows, the father of the sun

The mother of the tiresome moon

It awakens me in fear at morning

Night, it's still, not moving

Fear of the moon, it emits light

The shadow is there, in my sight

It consumes my mind,

Speaking to me by my side

"My life depends on one

One that is you for I am not just me.

I am you, the lost soul forgotten."

 

Father, where can you be?

Ashes on the ground

Nothing to be found

Memories, locked by your name

Tell now, father of mine

I cannot see nothing but your name

Installed by golden words, a prayer from God

No signs, no body, nothing, but stone

Tell now, father of mine

The truth of your disapperance

Not by the land but by the air of my heart

 

 

Fears of Lust

It was my youth,

Now stolen by the hands

Touching in the wrong places

Right in mind, these are the demons

As soon one approaches

Stand back, fear and walk ignoring it

Hope no one knows about it

If should know, than the weakness of myself emerge

I don’t want to be seen, let my figure be a mirage

 

Here nears another, lust sleeps inside

I do not want to see it, I am afraid

Please do not kiss, or near me

Nor feel on my skin, I want to be alone

Fear has won over lust, it does not want to experience

The felicity nature offers to these what God have gave chances

What is there to brave a women,

A women who could overpower a man…

 

 

Anger don’t control it

Anger takes part

It is what I have left

End it and let it submerge

I cannot let it ever emerge

Back again will I not suffer

This crime committed will die forever

Damage me physically and mentality

I have the strength, I live it honestly

Try to break the shell

In due time, I have frozen hell

What angers in you I have won

No matter, I have become number one

 

Tell lies, rumors, caste me as a demon

I know I’ll stand like a human

Push me as the pain of Jesus

I’ll die under the cross

Know through your death bed

I was the one who have been the better man

 

Beauty Moon

Be still moon

Wave not a typhoon

Nor tempt the waters to the land

Your beauty glows than the golden sand

Your scene speaks it wisdoms

Make your presense  and heal my open wombs

My heart, created by life

Now murdered by human's strife

Lift me and be glenty with your light

This may be the my night

 

Our World, a Pardox

Earth decaying

Mass murdering pollution

Innonce lieing

The jape of humanity emotion

Gaps stregthen by religion concpets

Superiority thoughts extolling wars

Poverty blinding the peace pact

Niegborhoods fencing their grounds

Children tears heard among the skies

Hostile and fearless sounds

Ice flowing through the tranny currents

Legion of illusionist images installing greed

Education caught in populariy contests

Infants feeding crumbs for last week bread

Pardox universe, is it ourselves?

 

Walking in strrets of Broken Dreams

Wind pushing me to the east,

Poverty tears children hopes

Moving pass the west,

Religion fundmentals rise, question naps

Rised on the north

Pride open weapons on the unworthies

Fallen on the south

Markets disgruntle morals

All in one place, does it all exisit

The streets of broken dreams