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Poetic babble! #1
I hate this life we live as humans and what its worth, I hate it so bad, I hate it with passion that it is actually sad! Its against my will and wish that I live this life! This life we have to live accordingly to a governed society!
Ordinary death will be the only relief from this atrocious malevolent belief called life. For all I gain is the sorrow of a broken tomorrow so shallow and hollow, with no dreams but to cease living. With wallows in my trimming and rage in my bones. Winning’s not the quest I wander but ending is the time set to the time of gnomes and Selkie's! And a wishing well to spend my time hoping and wasting away with Valkyries and sadness!
My valediction is written in gladness with darkness in my lamenting heart. But the wellness of a selfless act of desperate measures, is sometimes met by grace n glory in a blaze of flies in hidden treasures with a tombstone under pressure and a useless life to end with decaying texture in a rotting coffin and a foul stench of despair in the air! Never ever to care again for pain or misery and the wizardries and sorcery of malevolent abortions!
Because in portions and extortion, all souls will meet the reaper! The sooner- the cheaper! How longer- the weaker! For I am the speaker of those in need of a voice to speak about the unfair noxious disgraceful life that is forced upon us in lies and deceit, the misconception they feed us under pretentious smiles of greed and a creed, and to spawn and reap and again sow the seed they so graciously plant in a heap of shit and then feed us their left over secrete bit by bit!
A brainstorm of grief in disbelief and in mischievous splendour will surrendered onto a selfish demeanour! A nation divided by colour! My hatred conceived by valour! A nation controlled by injustice! My mind contribute a substance of rage entwined with grace combined with the root of evil! With tears of a Jack, the eye of a king who raped the queen of broken hearts along with the white rabbit who went up their noses through straws as blasts! Then so spontaneously exploded in abuse and utopias of a forgotten past. A pinch of warts and a dash of scattered hearts, all boiled to perfection to soot the tasks we as drones so robotically and mechanically perform day by day. Crimson is the stream I sail in a stranded ship of dictatorship to the soulless bottomless pit on a solo voyage to the deepest part of the abyss …….
Demolished and broken to dust is our souls so full to the crust with cruel intentions. No more trust upon a rusted heart so invested by the broken stained glass shutters they use to blind out the rays of hope that are supposed to be a saving grain to cries in pain and sobs in vain!
For the benediction of tomorrow, will soon too fade to a vague memory of delighted retribution, soon to be besotted by jealous companionship and forgotten! Never to be spoken of again.
Not slander nor...
Ordinary death will be the only relief from this atrocious malevolent belief called life. For all I gain is the sorrow of a broken tomorrow so shallow and hollow, with no dreams but to cease living. With wallows in my trimming and rage in my bones. Winning’s not the quest I wander but ending is the time set to the time of gnomes and Selkie's! And a wishing well to spend my time hoping and wasting away with Valkyries and sadness!
My valediction is written in gladness with darkness in my lamenting heart. But the wellness of a selfless act of desperate measures, is sometimes met by grace n glory in a blaze of flies in hidden treasures with a tombstone under pressure and a useless life to end with decaying texture in a rotting coffin and a foul stench of despair in the air! Never ever to care again for pain or misery and the wizardries and sorcery of malevolent abortions!
Because in portions and extortion, all souls will meet the reaper! The sooner- the cheaper! How longer- the weaker! For I am the speaker of those in need of a voice to speak about the unfair noxious disgraceful life that is forced upon us in lies and deceit, the misconception they feed us under pretentious smiles of greed and a creed, and to spawn and reap and again sow the seed they so graciously plant in a heap of shit and then feed us their left over secrete bit by bit!
A brainstorm of grief in disbelief and in mischievous splendour will surrendered onto a selfish demeanour! A nation divided by colour! My hatred conceived by valour! A nation controlled by injustice! My mind contribute a substance of rage entwined with grace combined with the root of evil! With tears of a Jack, the eye of a king who raped the queen of broken hearts along with the white rabbit who went up their noses through straws as blasts! Then so spontaneously exploded in abuse and utopias of a forgotten past. A pinch of warts and a dash of scattered hearts, all boiled to perfection to soot the tasks we as drones so robotically and mechanically perform day by day. Crimson is the stream I sail in a stranded ship of dictatorship to the soulless bottomless pit on a solo voyage to the deepest part of the abyss …….
Demolished and broken to dust is our souls so full to the crust with cruel intentions. No more trust upon a rusted heart so invested by the broken stained glass shutters they use to blind out the rays of hope that are supposed to be a saving grain to cries in pain and sobs in vain!
For the benediction of tomorrow, will soon too fade to a vague memory of delighted retribution, soon to be besotted by jealous companionship and forgotten! Never to be spoken of again.
Not slander nor...
