Submissions by Joshuaberry (Lions_den7)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction What would i say?. Go through my works: They speak better of me.
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
Today 6:36am
Today 6:36am
Couch
Good things crop up when you slam the fuck up,
Permitting actions to stock the heart's cup:
Words are parched skeletons, actions are puff.
19:01:16:18:46
Josh Berry. Ancestral Pen. Ancestral Form.
Permitting actions to stock the heart's cup:
Words are parched skeletons, actions are puff.
19:01:16:18:46
Josh Berry. Ancestral Pen. Ancestral Form.
#strength
#dreams
#uplifting
#MovingOn
#wisdom
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
16th Jan 2019 8:57pm
16th Jan 2019 8:57pm
Cloven
Eight thousand words a day from my mouth flew,
Soar higher in the sky and dropped like dew,
But three of them I rescue : "I love You".
19:01:16:17:33
Josh Berry. Ancestral Pen. Ancestral Form. Cloven
Inspired by " Act of Vengeance " (2017) an American Movie.
Soar higher in the sky and dropped like dew,
But three of them I rescue : "I love You".
19:01:16:17:33
Josh Berry. Ancestral Pen. Ancestral Form. Cloven
Inspired by " Act of Vengeance " (2017) an American Movie.
#love
25 reads
1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
15th Jan 2019 9:28pm
15th Jan 2019 9:28pm
Sick-nest
Sick Nest
Entourage of sick folks in a lame world:
Ailments that sore bruised money, when they fought,
Even Carson cannot prescribe its cure.
19:01:15:17:23
Josh Berry. Ancestral Pen. Sick Nest
Entourage of sick folks in a lame world:
Ailments that sore bruised money, when they fought,
Even Carson cannot prescribe its cure.
19:01:15:17:23
Josh Berry. Ancestral Pen. Sick Nest
#anger
#conflict
#lies
#betrayal
#revenge
20 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
6th Jan 2019 7:34pm
6th Jan 2019 7:34pm
Virgin Torrent
Virgin torrent rising in rage,
While promiscuous wave mounts stage:
Mother sea to mend fates.
19:02:05:20:07
Josh Berry. Ancestral Pen. Virgin Torrent
While promiscuous wave mounts stage:
Mother sea to mend fates.
19:02:05:20:07
Josh Berry. Ancestral Pen. Virgin Torrent
#sea
#water
#nature
26 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
4th Jan 2019 5:07am
4th Jan 2019 5:07am
Point Of No Return
Give five slave for a bottle of schnapps,
Thirty slaves for a glass and worn cap:
Ears of the lame Badagry forefathers.
19:01:03:18:15
Josh Berry. Ancestral Pen. Ancestral form. Point of no return.
Thirty slaves for a glass and worn cap:
Ears of the lame Badagry forefathers.
19:01:03:18:15
Josh Berry. Ancestral Pen. Ancestral form. Point of no return.
#secrets
#abuse
#despair
#suffering
#emptiness
31 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
2nd Jan 2019 10:56am
2nd Jan 2019 10:56am
Lara
You should be kept in dark room of museum,
Where they would pay before you're seen and called,
For your beauty's fiercer than strength of sun.
19:01:02:11:43
Josh Berry. Ancestral Pen. Ancestral Form. Jewel
Where they would pay before you're seen and called,
For your beauty's fiercer than strength of sun.
19:01:02:11:43
Josh Berry. Ancestral Pen. Ancestral Form. Jewel
#happiness
#love
#strength
#admiration
#respect
35 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
2nd Jan 2019 6:11am
2nd Jan 2019 6:11am
Whirling Wail
A man knotted at tail of misery,
Dragged around till by a Moses set free.
Now with his lip manage his society.
Josh Berry. Ancestral Pen. Ancestral Form. Whirling Wail
Dragged around till by a Moses set free.
Now with his lip manage his society.
Josh Berry. Ancestral Pen. Ancestral Form. Whirling Wail
#happiness
#sadness
#love
#kindness
#respect
28 reads
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
1st Jan 2019 2:13am
1st Jan 2019 2:13am
Metamorphosis
Metamorphosis
When I was high in the sky like eagle,
I saw rocks neighbouring Sequoia stood,
But when I descended, I fell in pool.
Josh Berry. Ancestral Pen. Ancestral Form.
Note : After staying away from my pen for long... My luminaria communed with me and we came up with a new form of poetry, Entitled 'Ancestral Form' : It goes with an Iambic pentameter, 3 lines, with a single rhyme scheme. It's derived under the motive of hiding oceans of emotions within few drops of lines.
I hope you'll all love it and patronise my form of poetry. Thanks....
When I was high in the sky like eagle,
I saw rocks neighbouring Sequoia stood,
But when I descended, I fell in pool.
Josh Berry. Ancestral Pen. Ancestral Form.
Note : After staying away from my pen for long... My luminaria communed with me and we came up with a new form of poetry, Entitled 'Ancestral Form' : It goes with an Iambic pentameter, 3 lines, with a single rhyme scheme. It's derived under the motive of hiding oceans of emotions within few drops of lines.
I hope you'll all love it and patronise my form of poetry. Thanks....
#disappointment
#emptiness
35 reads
2 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
15th Nov 2018 9:14am
15th Nov 2018 9:14am
Hey, Big Guy.
Hey, guy, why did you take her?
Big guy, why did you take my mother?
Why, why, tell me, why,
Why, she served, she tried.
Big guy, tell me why.
Why did you take her without my consent,
Without informing me, throwing me in the mist sorrow?
I showed you, Yea, I told you.
You lied, before I took her, I told you.
When, tell me, when?
When I was caught in pleasure's den?
In your dreams son,
I showed you and told you: e'en your mom.
But I didn't understand,
You didn't make me understand!
You said you...
Big guy, why did you take my mother?
Why, why, tell me, why,
Why, she served, she tried.
Big guy, tell me why.
Why did you take her without my consent,
Without informing me, throwing me in the mist sorrow?
I showed you, Yea, I told you.
You lied, before I took her, I told you.
When, tell me, when?
When I was caught in pleasure's den?
In your dreams son,
I showed you and told you: e'en your mom.
But I didn't understand,
You didn't make me understand!
You said you...
#sadness
#anger
#heartbroken #despair
#heartbroken #despair
70 reads
2 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
8th Nov 2018 4:59pm
8th Nov 2018 4:59pm
Plight Of Religion
Plight Of Religion
The motion that drives us in religion
Is ignited by the fear of dungeon.
Take this as the first fruit of barren truth,
Or patiently read on, if you dispute:
Pick up a fashioned stone scolded by sun,
Paint it half way with sharp red that's not worn,
Commune with air till you're in India,
Then place it beneath a tree near street light.
Position your Thomas opposite there,
Give keen attention and see cub serve deer.
Fewer minute would prompt mass foolishness,
As you'll...
The motion that drives us in religion
Is ignited by the fear of dungeon.
Take this as the first fruit of barren truth,
Or patiently read on, if you dispute:
Pick up a fashioned stone scolded by sun,
Paint it half way with sharp red that's not worn,
Commune with air till you're in India,
Then place it beneath a tree near street light.
Position your Thomas opposite there,
Give keen attention and see cub serve deer.
Fewer minute would prompt mass foolishness,
As you'll...
#religion
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
2nd Nov 2018 7:12pm
2nd Nov 2018 7:12pm
But I Have Seen
But I Have Seen!
If I was told the water will boil fish,
I would hold the conveyer in a grip,
That would fear his breath before I retreat,
Dragging his wits to their territory.
I would take him to the broadest Aro*,
Where attention on madness is bestowed.
For how would you say such; are you insane?
How would the torrent that gives life restrain?
How would the waves that give diving pleasures
Tune strange, commuting to death from leisure?
But I have seen myself; How water killed.
But twas annoying, absurd and...
If I was told the water will boil fish,
I would hold the conveyer in a grip,
That would fear his breath before I retreat,
Dragging his wits to their territory.
I would take him to the broadest Aro*,
Where attention on madness is bestowed.
For how would you say such; are you insane?
How would the torrent that gives life restrain?
How would the waves that give diving pleasures
Tune strange, commuting to death from leisure?
But I have seen myself; How water killed.
But twas annoying, absurd and...
#corruption
#oppression
#power
#HumanRights
#inequality
58 reads
8 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
25th Oct 2018 11:33pm
25th Oct 2018 11:33pm
The Withdrawn Jewel
When God At First Made man,
Giving him all he can.
He made a stay; wits raised,
And then his voice he raised.
"For if I should", he said,
" Tilt thus nigh, gift him this,
Human shall be misled,
And both should losers be."
"I shall withhold comfort;
(Heart void of wants he sought)
That when meet perfect peace,
He should slip and curse me."
"Let sadness give him joy,
Till sadness finds no joy."
18:10:25:11:55
https://youtu.be/3L8Rr5OmbtU
Giving him all he can.
He made a stay; wits raised,
And then his voice he raised.
"For if I should", he said,
" Tilt thus nigh, gift him this,
Human shall be misled,
And both should losers be."
"I shall withhold comfort;
(Heart void of wants he sought)
That when meet perfect peace,
He should slip and curse me."
"Let sadness give him joy,
Till sadness finds no joy."
18:10:25:11:55
https://youtu.be/3L8Rr5OmbtU
#fate
#spiritual
#TruthOfLife
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