The sun shines for the sprouting buds and shoots
Bees roam around sucking nectar pollinating flowers
The sound a buzz, they contemporarily work with butterflies
The deer in the garden got these lovely big eyes
Unforgivable beauty fills my soul with natural sensations
The birds chirping with joy, singing old classic songs
The union formed is conspicuous only to the keen and loyal patriots!
The grass the color of ripe maize
Am in a haze, simply quite amazed
Can’t differentiate the zone between anger and sorrow,
My movement sarcastic, the antagonist’s heart hollow.
Pay day is near
Natures unite in war and make yourselves clear.
So now man trapped n flabbergasted
Everything is whirling like desert wind; I read a reputation “most wasted”.
It’s too late to sign a peace treaty
War delegates won’t succumb to pity.
The waters in the towers have DRIED
The heat at the heart of a town bordering a natural attraction throws its guilty victims to black ghosts – color pigments fried.
Circumstances are running on the intricate
Fate has gotten us chained intimate.
Nowhere to run to, we’re fucked big time
Lust turned out to mocking pride at its prime.
Like a run away bride, nature had turned down our lovely wedding ceremony of unity
Love and respect,
With no concrete chance of reducing the obvious disgust and hate
I resolved to aspire for a Nobel Peace Price and unite once again with my lovely be wedded wife
A possible reunion unlikely, yet so easy I could posses her beauty again!
AfTeRWorD
I actually dedicate this poem to address the ongoing MAU issue where leaders (politicians) are politicking :shock: bout the catastrophe instead of doin smthin bout it…so I feel that nature’s grip towards our geographical location has loosened and literally run away and getting it back with all the shit being yap yapped recklessly from foul moufs will take a whole nation to convince her to consider staying around for a while putting us on “parole”. Generally I think any one from different geographical locations can relate to this piece. Plus I wrote the piece in a haste when my rage :evil: was raw, didn’t give it much thought by then..
Men we are in deep Ish! Peace. :|
RUN AWAY BRIDE (DOWN THE ISLE)
Started by MC Qham, Dec 08 2009 10:52 AM
4 replies to this topic
#1
Posted 08 December 2009 - 10:52 AM
#2
Posted 02 January 2010 - 06:11 PM
we def in deep shit!! I love this poem and how the title kinda fools the reader. you have a great way of painting a beautiful picture and then slowly let your anger and the truth take over the poem! keep writing poet! the truth needs to be told
#3
Posted 04 January 2010 - 07:36 AM
Niceness...I relate to this piece...i know wut this guy is talking about and I'm liking how he brought it forth.
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Posted 04 January 2010 - 12:16 PM
Couzifer said:
Niceness...I relate to this piece...i know wut this guy is talking about and I'm liking how he brought it forth.
#5
Posted 04 January 2010 - 12:18 PM
Poetic Seraph said:
we def in deep shit!! I love this poem and how the title kinda fools the reader. you have a great way of painting a beautiful picture and then slowly let your anger and the truth take over the poem! keep writing poet! the truth needs to be told
Poetic Seraph said:
I love this poem and how the title kinda fools the reader
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