Submissions by 7hEAVEN
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
My book The 30 Questions is out in full, so take a look if you choose to wake up, its worth some consideration, let's evolve with the times, knowledge is power, it's yours,its mine.
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
4th Jul 2021 11:12pm
4th Jul 2021 11:12pm
CRIMES AGAIST THE LIVING
Crimes against the living, that’s you that’s me, even the birds, bees, trees, and all the memories from an extinct species!
Who govern it? A suit and a tie calling the shots, or an AK47 murder! Central intelligence mocks!
Crimes against all living, it’s the pyramid scheme, Satan’s at the top playing chess with God, in a new age, humans dazed! Raised to breed, lust, rape, torture, mind fall, unfortunate suicide deceased!
Knock, knock, back again! blue-red siren, frequency den! Beep, beep I’m coming through, right wing, left wing competition false news! Common...
Who govern it? A suit and a tie calling the shots, or an AK47 murder! Central intelligence mocks!
Crimes against all living, it’s the pyramid scheme, Satan’s at the top playing chess with God, in a new age, humans dazed! Raised to breed, lust, rape, torture, mind fall, unfortunate suicide deceased!
Knock, knock, back again! blue-red siren, frequency den! Beep, beep I’m coming through, right wing, left wing competition false news! Common...
#corruption
#politics
#freedom
#HumanRights
#morality
388 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
26th May 2021 6:50pm
26th May 2021 6:50pm
I PLANNED MY EXIT
Today depression welcomes me, another day, another excuse to fantasise being free.
I look in the mirror and witness my escape, I planned my exit, how much more can I take.
I plan it out in every single detail, do I jump or hang, do I pull the trigger, bang!
Seeking refuge from an online commute, human devils convince me to carry out my pursuit. Their not many angel’s there! I fell in to the fear loop! It's hard to find true human empathy when my demons weigh out my curiosity.
I planned my exit, doubt still lingers my mind, what if it all goes wrong, will it...
I look in the mirror and witness my escape, I planned my exit, how much more can I take.
I plan it out in every single detail, do I jump or hang, do I pull the trigger, bang!
Seeking refuge from an online commute, human devils convince me to carry out my pursuit. Their not many angel’s there! I fell in to the fear loop! It's hard to find true human empathy when my demons weigh out my curiosity.
I planned my exit, doubt still lingers my mind, what if it all goes wrong, will it...
#depression
#strength
#hope
#suicide
#MentalHealth
518 reads
1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
12th May 2021 9:49pm
12th May 2021 9:49pm
LOCKDOWN
Lockdown Lockdown. Lockdown your mind!
Wake up! Wake up! It’s time to see through the clouds,
Shadow reset spider trapping you! Subconscious times! stare at your phone, hypnotised rhymes.
Zombie awakening! Can you pull away, Can you pull away! from their grasp on your mind, Your hypnotised sheep! Your hypnotised blind, do you feel your temples growing horns on each side.
I said wake up! Wake up! Did you hear me now!! How many 5G frequencies has already captured my goldfish attention span crowd.
They said Lockdown! Lockdown! and gather and protest out loud! ...
Wake up! Wake up! It’s time to see through the clouds,
Shadow reset spider trapping you! Subconscious times! stare at your phone, hypnotised rhymes.
Zombie awakening! Can you pull away, Can you pull away! from their grasp on your mind, Your hypnotised sheep! Your hypnotised blind, do you feel your temples growing horns on each side.
I said wake up! Wake up! Did you hear me now!! How many 5G frequencies has already captured my goldfish attention span crowd.
They said Lockdown! Lockdown! and gather and protest out loud! ...
#anxiety
#loneliness
#confusion
#boredom
#fear
622 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
31st May 2015 2:01pm
31st May 2015 2:01pm
Q29.EVOLUTION
Mother earth nature’s birth.
From 1st life where life existed, to create a gigantic wet landscape where oceans rule my sweeping shores turf, The underwater land around me bursts through the volcano’s, as a enormous explosion of lava, warms my hunger creation land thirst, Preparing myself to share the Pangaea Evolution, of what the father has in store for thy beautiful feminine Natures earth.
As Permian present 1st Life mass extinction event, for a new earth cycle to take lead, as mother breed evolutions Mesozoic mixed seeds.
The inner beating hot Gold star, that glares the womb...
From 1st life where life existed, to create a gigantic wet landscape where oceans rule my sweeping shores turf, The underwater land around me bursts through the volcano’s, as a enormous explosion of lava, warms my hunger creation land thirst, Preparing myself to share the Pangaea Evolution, of what the father has in store for thy beautiful feminine Natures earth.
As Permian present 1st Life mass extinction event, for a new earth cycle to take lead, as mother breed evolutions Mesozoic mixed seeds.
The inner beating hot Gold star, that glares the womb...
844 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
31st May 2015 1:55pm
31st May 2015 1:55pm
Q28.TIME
When Time was 1st born, humans looked up to what was the heavens, as the sprinkle of stars burned off their mystical rock untraceable date? Look I see shapes in space, to symbolise the galactic star sign 13 zodiac place, Astrology creates the Teachers to connect to our inner creation base.
Time measures accuracy, as when light becomes dark, and dark becomes light, inhabiting each humans mathematical 1st birth, as everyday I’m dying, so Time follow on to old death, illusion misunderstanding repeated curse,
My Reincarnation freedom of choice, to complete my human ascended two ways...
Time measures accuracy, as when light becomes dark, and dark becomes light, inhabiting each humans mathematical 1st birth, as everyday I’m dying, so Time follow on to old death, illusion misunderstanding repeated curse,
My Reincarnation freedom of choice, to complete my human ascended two ways...
733 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
29th May 2015 5:34pm
29th May 2015 5:34pm
Q25. ANIMALS
The circle of soul consciousness which moves in us all, sharing a body of matter, if it be skin or fur, coating a herds winter survival, that God made me to withstand, collaborating an animal of perfection, with king Lions prowling Curiosity, dusty dry African lands.
Beautiful Bengal tigers sensitive, showing the Mother beast in a exotic feminine form, an elephant leading his family, protecting the young as she plays over excited! In the local community water hole.
Like the dolphins that swims in the oceans, these mammal souls working in packs, signalling leadership with wise...
Beautiful Bengal tigers sensitive, showing the Mother beast in a exotic feminine form, an elephant leading his family, protecting the young as she plays over excited! In the local community water hole.
Like the dolphins that swims in the oceans, these mammal souls working in packs, signalling leadership with wise...
614 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
29th May 2015 5:29pm
29th May 2015 5:29pm
Q22. WOMAN
Beauty is a gift that is pure in heart; beauty is the shell of a daily woman’s art,
Women of the world breeding an everyday baby’s breath, woman of the world reflecting natures natural thread,
Like Eve at the beginning to a story only told, yet Isis is evident, witnessing the power of femininity unfold,
The strength of the woman as she embraces herself through time,
Joan of arc is an example, leading a war from the divine,
Then Teresa came in the spotlight to heal the sick and poor minds, a true humanitarian lady, on a mission not giving up until her time,
We follow...
Women of the world breeding an everyday baby’s breath, woman of the world reflecting natures natural thread,
Like Eve at the beginning to a story only told, yet Isis is evident, witnessing the power of femininity unfold,
The strength of the woman as she embraces herself through time,
Joan of arc is an example, leading a war from the divine,
Then Teresa came in the spotlight to heal the sick and poor minds, a true humanitarian lady, on a mission not giving up until her time,
We follow...
711 reads
1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
27th May 2015 4:50pm
27th May 2015 4:50pm
Q21.MAN
When I was a boy my father had said to me,
A man can land on the moon, wow my dreams in tune, with a 1969 Apollo 11 space shuttle, now man is obviously Greater than the womb.
Mankind, as kind as I can be,
Just look at all the women, that are as great as my ego made me, no offence there barely a few, your only here to breed, I am the power of the world,
Majestic 12 invented greed.
We work in our daily NLP plots, hybrid super humans & sleeper cell reactors, ritual hidden triggered agenda, business boom that call the shots, masculinity roared up! Sensitivity rare! Just...
A man can land on the moon, wow my dreams in tune, with a 1969 Apollo 11 space shuttle, now man is obviously Greater than the womb.
Mankind, as kind as I can be,
Just look at all the women, that are as great as my ego made me, no offence there barely a few, your only here to breed, I am the power of the world,
Majestic 12 invented greed.
We work in our daily NLP plots, hybrid super humans & sleeper cell reactors, ritual hidden triggered agenda, business boom that call the shots, masculinity roared up! Sensitivity rare! Just...
597 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
27th May 2015 3:31pm
27th May 2015 3:31pm
Q19.FOOD AND WATER
When a Bee leaves the hive, its mission is to maintain the circle of life, and work with the farmers in producing you a market shelf price.
Like the Bee collecting nectar, to convert sweet honey from the plants,
Is the same relying on a supermarket, supplying your vitamins daily demands?
Like the tractor that ploughs in the fields, to maintain wheat and barley lands,
Is the same as a Bee pollinating nature,
Creating seeds for the fruits of my everyday labour.
I know I take for granted what my western comrade has to offer,
My food waste per year portray,
At...
Like the Bee collecting nectar, to convert sweet honey from the plants,
Is the same relying on a supermarket, supplying your vitamins daily demands?
Like the tractor that ploughs in the fields, to maintain wheat and barley lands,
Is the same as a Bee pollinating nature,
Creating seeds for the fruits of my everyday labour.
I know I take for granted what my western comrade has to offer,
My food waste per year portray,
At...
599 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
26th May 2015 10:44am
26th May 2015 10:44am
Q17. THE EARTH
I am a sphere that floats at an axis tilt in space, a universal planet a unique place.
I have Mars and big Jupiter, with Saturn saving the day,
My gravitational pull, keeps most meteorites flying this way.
As we spin around the solar system, keeping the balance to life,
My only human part creation, our earth’s miracle delight.
The sun provides light to help my soil breed,
I turn to spring blooming awakening fresh harvest feed.
The summer heat can be strong from the father of life, yet my mother provides H2O shelter,
Atmosphere skies bright.
My brothers...
I have Mars and big Jupiter, with Saturn saving the day,
My gravitational pull, keeps most meteorites flying this way.
As we spin around the solar system, keeping the balance to life,
My only human part creation, our earth’s miracle delight.
The sun provides light to help my soil breed,
I turn to spring blooming awakening fresh harvest feed.
The summer heat can be strong from the father of life, yet my mother provides H2O shelter,
Atmosphere skies bright.
My brothers...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
26th May 2015 10:39am
26th May 2015 10:39am
Q14. I AM HUMAN
I am human; I’m caged in organic flesh,
My last memory was clay, before earth was my test.
.
My heart is my battery that supports all life,
My neocortex brain is my library that chooses between wrong and right.
I choose to be male, or a female to breed,
Yet sometimes I’m born as a gender, that don’t really feel like me, so it should be fine too in character, and set that feeling free.
I am human different shades to my name,
I’m curious to explore all sexual pleasures, where it tingles in veins.
My emotions keep me alive,...
My last memory was clay, before earth was my test.
.
My heart is my battery that supports all life,
My neocortex brain is my library that chooses between wrong and right.
I choose to be male, or a female to breed,
Yet sometimes I’m born as a gender, that don’t really feel like me, so it should be fine too in character, and set that feeling free.
I am human different shades to my name,
I’m curious to explore all sexual pleasures, where it tingles in veins.
My emotions keep me alive,...
594 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
24th May 2015 4:57pm
24th May 2015 4:57pm
Q13. HISTORY
From the beginning of time when we start as a soul loving race,
My spirit is given the chance to experience, the human body and face.
We now call ourselves Stargate Atlantis, where crystal powers and the emerald tablets spread its waves,
We live in harmony and trust, DNA structure subconscious days.
We begin to materialise the world, as we play human gods,
As my spiritual gift called potential, can take on all the odds.
As time fly’s on, obviously the wise prophecy is ignored,
Any peace trying to equal the power, must be put to...
My spirit is given the chance to experience, the human body and face.
We now call ourselves Stargate Atlantis, where crystal powers and the emerald tablets spread its waves,
We live in harmony and trust, DNA structure subconscious days.
We begin to materialise the world, as we play human gods,
As my spiritual gift called potential, can take on all the odds.
As time fly’s on, obviously the wise prophecy is ignored,
Any peace trying to equal the power, must be put to...
566 reads
0 Comments
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