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 Apr 2017
ryn
Heated...
Like the fevered blood coursing through veins

Malignant...
Like open sores upon the skin

Defeated...
Like the drums that faltered in the rain

Potent...
Like the potion quietly bunged within

Temporary...
Like the promise doomed never to be kept

Hasty...
Like the mouth which spoke too quick

Greedy...
Like the palms, too eager to accept

Dead...**
Like the heart that now refused to tick
 Apr 2017
SøułSurvivør
~~♢~~

we go through life
afraid of change
which
happens

anyway


[10W]
SoulSurvivor
(C) 4/16/2017
 Apr 2017
Sjr1000
The human misery dept.
Is in full swing
Cold hearted and mean
Making people's lives feel miserable
As if they don't mean a thing.

Making it harder to go from here to there
More unreachable
More fearful
No compassion
No empathy
Nothing.

It's hard to get on
When the time has come
And not yet passed,

But time moves on and nothing is forever.

Better hold on.

Nuclear winds blow
And like the weather man said
The winds they blow everywhere

The human misery dept.'s busy
Maybe it always is
One of these days
We'll shut it down
And that'll be the way it is.
 Apr 2017
Druzzayne Rika
I doubt each one's intention
This is a selfish world
The goodness last for seconds
No one is here with a clean conscience
Who knows whats hiding behind a smile  
Everyone out are there to end their own thirst
For their benefits , not afraid to show their worst
No stranger are your friends ,
they'll go away to find the next trend
leave you alone to stand
Don't not doubt
the things you don't know about
There's no shame to be sceptical
It is better than being gullible
 Apr 2017
K Balachandran
A gleaming tear drop
Quivering on her wet eye
Broken heart's white lie.
 Apr 2017
Jim Davis
Her eyes were the
saddest I'd ever seen
truly a mind now zombified
in earthbound remaining time
with all of an empty nothing
engulfing her forever dreams

She lost,
more than a thing or two
the loss went very deep
the core of her soul ripped away
stolen by time's unforgiving fate
absconded off by the evil one

All would agree
loss of key
or coin or such thing
really is a common trifling
but loss of all you've got
knowing will never find?

She asked not for sad fate's
sudden visit upon her time
rather always hoped keeping life
but with her whole life's blood
drained from the brittle shell
all her soul can do is wait

©  2017 Jim Davis
. For refugees throughout the world!  Also for Hello Poetry's day's theme "Undervalued topics". #npmimportant
 Apr 2017
wordvango
after watching
the videos of children and humans
striving for a breath
their bodies limp
from a saran attack
I would strap my *** to
a cruise missile
after getting a tattoo
all over my body saying
Assad
this is for you!
It was sickening
beastlike satanic
and I cried
my stomach wretched
I shuddered
here this world is
in the 21st century
and  some of us
are still barbarians
I pray
we listen to the
little girl some
call the  Syrian
Anne Frank
my heart breaks
again
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