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 May 2015 A Watoot
epictails
Be the water
hushing the all-consuming fire
in every single living hell you've gone
It's quite hilarious
When you say "I love you"
When in fact,
love is a verb
not a noun

©IGMS
 May 2015 A Watoot
Love
I guess I won that stupid fight of "I love you more."
 May 2015 A Watoot
epictails
An open book
An open mind
You'll go places
Poem before I clean my room and admit that it has now become a dumpster lol
 May 2015 A Watoot
epictails
The sea calmed itself
as I often do  
all those waves crashed
but I have tamed them
From my photopoetry from weeks ago
 May 2015 A Watoot
XIII
There I go again
I was dragged in
Inside that chamber
On the 6th floor

Heart thumping
Wild, about to burst out
This worst feeling
Seeping into my guts

I'm about to throw up
What butterflies?
These are dragons inside my stomach
Devouring me from inside out

Then it started
As I expected
I was handcuffed
chained all over, down and up

It echoes, the incoming footsteps
I shivered as I froze
'Cause I know what will happen
Then, the doors were locked and closed

There it is, The Ghost
"Why me?"
"Because it is you I chose,
and I know you chose me."

It pierces my chest with its hands
It dug my heart out
Torture, this is torture
Nothing can compare to the hurt

I am screaming in pain, crying
But I cannot let out a sound
Under its rules, I am bounded
To express, I am not allowed

If I let out even a soft sob
I will receive a million jab
Because to express is a taboo
And probably to be human too

But who is it to blame?
On the 6th floor, it is me who came
I came knocking, searching
The Ghost only accepted my pleadings

Because this is what I wanted
I'll have to heart-fully accept
That I'll repeatedly succumb to the torment
On the 6th floor chamber

Because The Ghost is right
From the start, the decision was mine
I know I cannot go back
*Because I chose to love
Pain is part of love.
Three severed devils,
with their golden-cloven hooves,
stampede upon me.
(haiku) [10w]
It's funny how people keep talking about love

but when anger comes
love fades away

©IGMS
 May 2015 A Watoot
Charlie's Web
I am paying 40g's a year to read a ******* book.
Four ******* years I devote to read a few ******* books.

two hundred bucks a pop
I'd be better off with bad credit
from unpaid fees at the public library.

I'll be paying off my social score
for the next forty years.
watch my tight skinned allure fade to menopause grey.

sun rise sun set
I'll forever be a slave
paying off this debt
society's dug my grave
prosperity's crude parade
makes my sanity tranquilized on getting paid.

money makes the world go round but
honey used to be found when
bees buzzing was a common sound
when bees knees meant nothing
trees dropped acorn spreading its breed
expanding the air

now we make babies and they like to eat and breathe
expanding our waistline
instead of our fine minds

oh yeah, apparently we need to to pay for that.
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