Blog about Art, Poetry and Prose

Blog about Art, Poetry and Prose

Wednesday, August 26, 2020

DYING TO SAVE THE WORLD


It is no shock human values is abating

There is catastrophic of events all over the world 

Maybe it is time to reflect

Why life is not the same today


Terrorism is life-threatening 

So likewise is racism

There is no gratification in human trafficking 

Neither in lesbianism and homosexualism


I can tell you without doubt

Time does not care who is wrong or right

Can you tell me why the world dreams is been killed?

The reason orphans and widowers are on the increase


Remember the choices you made this day

Is what determines the outcome of our lives

It does not matter if the sky is gray

Man shall be accountable for his deeds


God is no fool as many may believe

Giving up free will to man to conserve

Because it is not yet the demise of our days

Does not guarantee man eternal life


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Friday, August 21, 2020

SAVING FOR LOVE


I was nervous 

When I learned the heart can be forsaken

My feeling got locked inside

Scared of having a heart attack


Then you walked into my life

Stole my feelings away

I almost ran out of breath

For you are out of my league


Wish I had met you a long time ago

The nightmare would not creep into my mind

To ensure we have the best of relationship

Please, consent no secret between us


If there is a smokescreen in my heart

Yet you choose to stick around

I will start saving for love

To buy all the happiness you desire


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THE FEELINGS IN MY HEART

I tried to discern my heart

But she broke away into the sky

Yet never came back

Then life became blank


I look through the silver screen

Maybe I can find a way to fix this

But my feelings begin to get hurt

I cannot tell the difference


It seems I am living a life from the past

Where the world detested me

But why should I carry such a burden 

The weight of an ill-fated world


There is a lot of things I never had

No father to hug and nurture me

Nor mother to kiss and care for me

Not a privilege to chase after my dream


Do not attempt to cram my head with your sermon

There is a lot of things about me you never knew

There is a void weighing down my heart

The older I fetch, the pain is severe


The memories in my head start to hurt

I cannot pull myself together

Wish I have someone to cradle my hands

Maybe the heart will smile again


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