Alive (Contest Submission)
My lifeline peaks
like a mountain,
through the belly
of this sky.
Its stability is
threatened by too
many screams.
It may avalanche
into itself,
the finest shout outs
are just delicate
goodbyes.
Often I just
want such a
world to leave
me for dead.
Without minding the
departure.
My grave shall
bloom an ugly
flower bed.
Inscribe upon my
stone,
that I grew
better as an
author.
To live is
a cliff hanger.
You either strengthen
your grip,
or free-fall at
the fault of its
danger.
I guess i'll
just hang here.
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Habitual Conflict (Hero Contest)
Satan is good with the way he,
chains us up with temptation.
Poking fun at faithful servants,
who can't see him lurking
from a far.
Playing his game of deception,
until we understand the need for
rejection.
Breaking bad is often
dreadful.
For these fleshly
operations,
that only know imperfection.
It's on God I depend
to keep my selfishness,
from running me off the
deep end.
Knowing he needs that
exclusive order.
It's hard to fight
the current,
when the Devil's
treading water.
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Photo Albums (Hero Contest)
My innocent youth,
has vanished into
these old snapshots.
Here I stand a
careless infant,
casting an aw inspiring
grin.
Looking through the
lens,
into a fast paced upbringing.
Only to long for
childish happiness,
that time robbed me
of.
Leaving Kodak memories,
witholding jealousy.
A cute little one who
lost the fight against puberty.
The boy who failed to
dodge his own insecurity.
But still he stands,
a foreginer
to the world.
Still he stands,
a mother's wished gift.
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The Family Farewell (Brother)
My very loved sibling,
victimized to verbal
injustice.
The place of academics,
sits still as your crime scene.
Not the resting place
in which you chose to
pass on.
Now you lay below
us too far gone.
Everyone's trying to
figure out,
why they took a
destination to wrong.
We're sabotaged by our
very "would've" "could've"
and "should've" sayings.
Like you could've consoled
in me.
I should've been your
therapist,
then Mom and Dad
wouldn't be stuck to
"If only".
Ashamed I am
that we your relatives,
could only relate to
sly distraction.
Bro we took the role
of a bystander,
and didn't take action.
We apologized but those
apologies,
won't ever get the true
comfort all need to ... |
The Family Farewell (Dad)
Son of the deceased,
your desired departure
left me with no peace.
This occurrence of your
definite absence,
has suppressed my
masculine headship.
I now sit trying to find
out where I went wrong
when stupidity hit.
Was it the long hour
shifts that pulled me further
from your secretive space?
Leaving little time to investigate
your "at risk" signs that you
couldn't help to show.
Oblivious to the obvious,
seems like I just let you go.
Didn't teach you well,
how to function in the
skin of a man.
Or even put up a fight
against your escape plan.
When death persuaded you
in the form of persecution,
I failed to cast away such
evil pressure.
Instead of saying "it gets better"
I let those whispers submit to
your unstablest reasonin... |
The Family Farewell (Mom)
Precious child to
whom which life
I gave.
You've fallen early,
weeping is excessive
because you were'nt
saved.
Every night assigned
for sleep,
is now a repetitive
memorial.
Filled with your
captured smiles,
submerged under
my teardrops.
Through the collage
of photos I look
for answers,
to this unsloved crime.
If only I saw through
your silence presented
at dinner time.
Or saw beyond your
wooden structure
entrance,
that excused even
our voices from smalltalk.
Then maybe I wouldn't
have to see through our
chosen casket.
I wouldn't have to
watch you descend,
into a new bedroom
underground.
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A Bully's Justification
Worthless scum I've
banished to graveyard
territory.
The fear of taunting
figures like me,
has shaken your
insides in my own
palms themselves.
While you fell to grim
reaper's feet,
giving your blessing
of devoted self offering.
I still stand on hatred's
ground,
making it clear to the
vulnerable.
My terror couldn't
be endeavored,
as I dropped it upon
your weakened
self esteem.
But as crazy as it seems,
I did you a huge favor
and I am to never be
repaid.
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What Death Feels Like
When your soul gives
in to life's chokehold,
it must be like the end
of an eye gripping
film.
Blackness overtakes
the color wheel,
the victim looses
all touch of this
worlds feel.
Underground
trapped in a
unshakeable rest,
remaining unaware
of his credits that
roll.
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The Unexpected (Enemy Of The Past)
A solution didn't
show through
the clouds of that
crystal ball.
Oh how misleading
it was,
we were'nt comissioned
to fall.
Weapons of warefare,
dropped at our feet.
Communication and
a haven of calmness
now meet.
Enemies have a
greater power
than the power
to destroy.
It's the power to
endure,
and find common joy.
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The Unexpected
The crystal ball
I never trust,
fortold of our
ending.
Didn't safeguard
the spoilers,
and granted
all the graphic
scenes.
I deflected
my vision of this
harmful spotlight,
but could not
evade its sighting
for too long.
Her protector
I once was,
fighting against
her grief.
I've become the
adversary,
shaking my head
in disbelief.
Words acted as
rapid bullets,
killing off unarmored
partnership.
Triggers the mouths
were,
with no considering
to power in lips.
Went from healing
her lover's bruises,
to providing an addition
of scars.
Taking back her
everything,
proved impossible
by far.
Within the crossfire,
was an explosive rage
She's ... |
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