Observation

The Land of Sleep

The Land of Sleep is hard to reach
When you set out from Not Tired Beach.
Ahead stretch miles and miles of night,
But Slumber Point is not in sight.
Deep in the woods of Wide Awake,
You thresh around. Which path to take?
You try the route of Tranquil Thought,
But all your efforts come to nought.
Perhaps a book? The clock tolls one,
Too tired to read, you soldier on.
For hours, your thoughts and sleep contend;
God, will this journey never end?
As first light dawns, you sense a calm,
A peaceful, drowsy, healing balm.
Dozing, you drift through misty vales,
Stark wakefulness no more prevails,
Soft breezes blow, cool willows weep,
But just before the Gulf of Sleep,
One more shape looms, to your dismay:
Alas, it's Time To Get Up Bay.

"Temp Sont Fous"

Ignorance, the power, ignorance, unawareness
Showers me
Repeating hours
Leaving meaning feeding naught
Bleaching all the black rags back
Thoughts
Control the masses
Tact
Biological, psychological, facts, of getting right
The hidden fights or flights of the fancy type
Witness filibusters
Stereotyping me
A civilian
Because I wear my clothes
As if I live appeal to disrupting
That's just perspective
Though
Spiritually awaken so the scriptures mirror thee
And it's… and it's all great
Stealing glee
Still a leech upon the bodies of the lively who give it the occupation
Type of picture
Type of painting
Depicting a life amazing
All along, just a type of domination
And time erasing
Mind constraining tactic subliminally being enacted
Sitting back and just observing the villainous
Our reactions
Had attractions
Add subtraction
That compartmentalized
Even darkness…
The kind a heart survives…
The children speaking
Propaganda laced with the shallow things
That the children seeing
Everything that's being embraced
Ostentatiousness
Glass buildings shatter
Pitter patter lasts
Class war
Juggling the deadly seductionz
Never had more…
Thunder booming
Telling us something
What we inhaling?
Have to leave that in time
No rebelling
And sail to different heights
Ruckus watered down into some pluses
What absorbed the ground is nothing
Never claimed to touch the coke
Cain and Abel to the
Dungeons
Never living by the rules of a game that you ain't playing with
And if society see the truth then it ain't saying spit
I figure what's the use?
Dunderheaded
I'm lostttt
Took advantage of my views and underhanded the pauseeee
Now I'm tapping in it too
Like I'm getting impatient
Understanding has to brew unless distilling complacence
Living as a man of truth
Idolizing the Light
Ruminating all the wickedness before us
As anyone
Tell me of my own ulterior motives
Oh, there's not a one
You decide your destiny
Speak about the future presently
Think of new foods as if you've used the recipe
Even though you never seen them
For example…
Even though the earth is feeble never let it stamp you
Though it very well may trap you…
See a lot of grievance
And don't you listen to the mixing cause it isn't even
Half of what it seem or being portrayed to
Mimic
Stay contending
Competition is naught
Hist, missing, itching for derision, give the wicked the false
Misrepresenting
Vivid image of the beast running free
But Jesus keep the scheming demon on a leash
This pic authentic
Clicking
Calls… get picked on the dialing
And lifting carpet
Prison like war in spirit, the freedom, consists of targets
Get the artists! Start to paint on the place
The contradicting truth
Spark a young martyr's dark and mix it with fictitious proof
Unaware of your agenda
Even had to mention
Fooled
Forget about the trust because another's mission get you screwed
I ain't feeling nothing that ain't feeling me
Now, I'm feeling really sick
I ain't feeling enmity
Feeling feelings of the suffer, little ones, in the jungle
Feeling like it ain't a way, little ones, only youngsters
Drinking water that ain't filtered
Parasites within the
Stomachs
Mother crying for a doctor but it ain't nobody coming
Advertisement overlooked by this society…
Lurking that amiss
But to see it and just turn the channel quick!
Curse reversed
It's hurts
It's worth to handle this!
I blame money
I'm just a finger-breath away from being a lame dummy!
Broke up out the shell and caught the shards in my eyes
Left my olden spot in hell
Embark
Departing my whys
It's assumed that something different crush the theme of the mold
Just because it's unfamiliar doesn't mean that it's wrong
A B A B A B A B
X A X A Y C of another verse
O, poetic license!
Kick it a scheme and let me breath your own!
It don't really
Matter…
Kune Jeet Do becomes a new, scheme, flow
Applying that to what you writing
Call it Fu Ink Growth
This society is crying, g
Trying bleed and find a means of binding things back to like it always could control
But the soldiers ain't lying see
Just heed who don't conform
It's because of them that most of us can hope to leave the norm
Taking poetry away
I talk a means of fact and fiction
Which is more a scene today than when the former crafters did it
Every time I form a page
There's attacking by these critics
Love or hate me
Either way, I have reaction on your feelings
I be happy for a person
Never bashing
Never plotting, planning, scheming on a way to keep them backwards
Like the jealous do
Christian living, doing my own thing, all I tell is truth
Never creeping on you once
Girl, I never stepped
You choose'd
I'm living life attuned to all the tribulations in the world
Tobacco ain't the best solution but that's all
I do inhale
The smoke is poisonous
And I know
I'm trying to stop again and cope with noisiness on my own
But that will take some time
I'm hated… by the world…
Like the prophecies
Predicted
Every single way I turn there's something plot for me to get in
I ain't did nothing wrong
Everybody speak
Opinions
Ain't no fear within my soul because of God in Whom I'm living
Disappointing how the story would unfold…
Lucifer was holy
Got above himself and God would send him to the earth below
Along with quite a few of fallen angels
They would go to hell
Feeling angry
Lucifer would vindicate himself by tempting God's creations
Take advantage of their fleshly natures
Everything is deep
Even now is just as major
The age is
Dark…
Truly, times are crazy, a challenge, to bring our greatness us out
Obscurity became me
Beginnings
That God would bring about
It's funny how society will group us on a lot of sides
I don't know 'bout all of that but I know
God on mine

Yea..
Times are crazy, man
Christians being beheaded
Children being massacred in some places
Now is a time we need prayer
If we ever did
Stay encouraged
Plead the Blood of Jesus
This spiritual journey
Is worth it
But won't get easier

Beginnings…

Lost Souls

Remember when we met?

You promised we'd grow old together
But it'd be for the better
Because you wanted a better you
And I promised I'd help with what lies ahead

Remember when we met?

You brash and eager
Bold even
Flirted with the colors I was wearing
Promised to show me the world
We'd trek mountains
And spiral through valleys
With I enveloping your skin
Bound by ties woven by your fingers

Remember when we met?

You said
We'd endure the painful days together
Your tears and sweat
A sweet narcotic drip
Bathing me
Whilst you were haunched over in confession

Don't quit on me
Quit on us
I'd beg
I felt your pulsations
As I gripped you
Begging you to stay inside me

But you didn't
Just left your stench

Remember when we met?

I'm cast off now
Like so many others
Stockpiled with your other broken promises
You're sated by watching the game
Instead of living it

Just waiting for the butcher

Remember when we met?

Sure you do
You just choose to forget
So have another beer
And stay on that couch

Pardon me
If I don't get up to join you  

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A sip of coffee


Sitting in the coffee shop,
Watching the couple,
Across the way.

She took a sip of her coffee,
Said,
I’m tired.”
Another sip of coffee,
“I’m really tired.”
Another sip of coffee,
“I love sleeping.”
Took a sip of coffee.

He took a sip of his coffee,
Said,
“I love sleeping too.”
Another sip of coffee,
And another sip of coffee,
“We should sleep together.”
Took a long sip of coffee.

She reached across,
Slapped his face,
Hard.

He spewed his mouth full of coffee,
Back at her.

She sat there with his coffee,
Running down her face,
Dripping on her white sweater,
Took a last sip of her coffee,
Got up,
Looked at him,
He looked up at her,
She pored her coffee,
Down over his head,
Turned,
Sat the cup on the counter and left.

I and everyone else,
In the place,
Laughed,
And clapped.

After dinner


Walking though,
The outdoor courtyard at the mall,
After dinner.

Standing near the restaurant door.
A couple.
From the same restaurant.

They had eaten at,
The next table.

During dinner,
She was clearly,
Tense,
Upset,
Angry.

She stabbed at her food,
Stirred it around,
Ate only a little.

His eyes were focused,
On his plate,
He ate mechanically.

Never heard what was said,
But the visuals,
Were heated.

Now,
She leaned in to kiss him,
One hand on each side of his face,
Said,
“That’s for the good parts.”

Then a knee to the groin,
Her hands held him up,
By his ears,
Said,
“That’s for the rest of it.”

Swung her open hand,
Struck across his face,
A slap heard across the court,
Nearly knocking him off his feet,
Said,
“And, that’s, Good-Bye.”

She left him bent over,
Nearly double,
Legs pinched together,
One hand holding his crotch,
The other hand to his face.

Walked on by me,
Smiling,
Said,
“Trusting him was my mistake.
Treating me like he did was his.”

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breakout


prison planet Earth
locked here
in an atmospheric cage
jail cell bodies
bound by chains
of gravity.

The Truth

The truth shall set you free 
but does it really 
No solutions 
Without damaging 
only to expose you 
this world is an illusion 
covered up in chaos and confusion 
with lies you may get ahead 
it has speed 
but the truth has endurance 
in telling the truth 
you don't have to remember anything 
but if you lie 
it gets caught up in a spider web 
trapped in its own lie 
because who will lie for you 
is the same person 
that will lie against you 
the truth will never lie 
the truth fears no question 
it fears no one 
respect the truth 
it acquires taste 
because lying 
is just the truth waiting to be itself 
there's different ways in expressing it 
because the truth its a rare thing 
its a relief hearing it 
the truth hurts 
its a corrupted system 
to protect the ones closes to you 
lies is painless 
lies can protect you 
the truth can save you 
also can kill you 
also can see right through you 
the truth shall set you free 
or does it really?

perspectives


We intend to judge others 

By their behavior, 

And ourselves by 

Our intentions, 

Because were so concerned 

Of people’s opinions, 

Believing in something 

We don’t understand, 

Digging in the past 

To find the truth, 

Digging for forgiveness 

To embrace wisdom, 

Acceptance, maturity, 

To grow as individual 

As a person in society, 

Denying who we are meant to be 

Afraid to accept mistakes, 

What’s the difference 

Between you and I? 

We both have the same goals 

And same dream, 

Climbing the ladder 

To be forever great, 

But its sad to say 

Were more focus 

Tearing down a foundation 

We once built 

For our own satisfaction, 

Because of the people 

We associate ourselves with, 

Lost sight of the true meaning 

Of being good friends first, 

Trying to settle; only to full fill 

The emptiness in our hearts, 

Its only satisfying cherishing 

Someone who you love, 

That loves you back 

Same feeling you presented 

If not more, 

We have the ability to see deep 

Into things such as beauty, 

But our visions are glazed 

With such chaos and hatred, 

Because coming into this cold 

World; our minds already set, 

Brainwashed that’s being passed 

On from generation to generation, 

Never taking the time 

To voice our own thoughts, 

Breaking the cycle 

Is the greatest sin, 

That’s why all eyes on you 

When becoming different, 

We believe what we see 

On the outside, 

But inside a person’s heart 

Answers we shall find, 

That’s why art is such 

A charismatic form of life, 

No line, nor color is ever wrong 

Only the eyes of the beholder 

Can determined the message, 

Writing in the honor of great 

People and friends, 

This message is built 

Based on their perspectives, 

Your voice is now heard 

So let’s change this cold world 

Forever together let’s take a stand

*eyes undefined*

this carpentered wood
caged in civilities
never knew of something
like moulting or such
when was but only
chronically peeled off
towards
abandonment

torn
to sharp (self) sarcasm strips
of multi-fimbriating stratae
ungummed, obtusely skewed
rogue-flaps
laughing in unparalleled
loosening insanity
of still stuck
inner narrowing fleshy core
piercing 'seat'-i-'zens'
in at least
momentarily
stark-remembered degrees
of protusive angles

musty black streaks
terror-mapped
dampened humidities
amongst them
was a rusty nail in persistence (of what?)
that
somehow highlighted
like a turning bit of fertile udder
under sparkling five-ish yellow rays
uncovered from a thundery darknoon
in unasked drizzles
over crispily finished cemented pavement
that went all shadowy
upon many fat-droplets' spread~merging
in ghostly absorbance

turgid mind
breathlessly compressed
from force-coloured witnessings
driven
from its own innard-screwing
bitterness strokes:
feverish tonguebuds
fatigued yogic muscles
almost holed-out bodily margins
in fluttery-shivering exposure
to unseasonal spells
of some chilling virulence

detox regimen
or degenerative liberation:
all for once
of a beginning (of an end?)

whatever nomenclature
phenomena got perceived
they
had subtle-eyed permanence:
pain-pages of realisations
not forgetting
random maddenings
danced within  

"even 'nothing' is with meaning
in a dream web of pervasive maaya
where
simulation of cosmic infinities
applied alike
unto infinitesimal invisibilities"

SEASONS


Blue skies
cool breeze
white clouds
calm seas

Orange leaves
golden sun
misty grass
rivers run

Dark skies
frozen ground
bald trees
not a sound

Blooming flowers
first rains
fresh smells
open lanes

I love all the seasons

Congrats! Fetchitnow on two stellar pieces.  Welcome to DUP and I look forward to more of your work.  Many thanks to our host mcjay.

Great work indeed, Fetchitnow! Congratulations on being chosen as the winner for this contest. Congrats also to my fellow runner-up kriticool… you did a great job as well. I am likewise honored at having been picked as a runner-up. Great contest, and see everyone next time! :D

Thx guys. It was my first win. Very happy that there is people out there that like my writing. Congrats to the runner-ups.