Submissions by KahakuHiga-Parker
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
STORY POEM
Published
23rd May 2012 5:53pm
23rd May 2012 5:53pm
as we go on our way
The wheels keep turning on this incessant bus
its the same every day
The sickly yellow light cast upon my skin
The tired faces sick of the early hours and long rides
As we go on our way
The wheels continue to turn
Black smoke spewed from its mechanic mouth
As the wheels continue to turn
We continue the day to day routine
After a while you lose track of time...
Lost in an unknown place how long has it been
What year?
What month?
How many days?
Do I waste on this incessant bus
As it goes on its way
The wheels keep on turning...
its the same every day
The sickly yellow light cast upon my skin
The tired faces sick of the early hours and long rides
As we go on our way
The wheels continue to turn
Black smoke spewed from its mechanic mouth
As the wheels continue to turn
We continue the day to day routine
After a while you lose track of time...
Lost in an unknown place how long has it been
What year?
What month?
How many days?
Do I waste on this incessant bus
As it goes on its way
The wheels keep on turning...
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LOVE POEM
Published
22nd May 2012 3:56pm
22nd May 2012 3:56pm
I seen a man...
I seen a man
Whose every step was filled with power and whose will never blundered
I seen a man whose soul was dark and seemed to wander
Whose sleep was plagued by nightmares and monsters
I seen a man
Whose life was changed in an instant
He stood in front of me everyday
Through the reflected eyes gaze but was distorted by haze
I see a man…
That man is me whose vision was cleared…
By a love unexpected
That is now gone
But is still perfect in every way
I see a man who once had a...
Whose every step was filled with power and whose will never blundered
I seen a man whose soul was dark and seemed to wander
Whose sleep was plagued by nightmares and monsters
I seen a man
Whose life was changed in an instant
He stood in front of me everyday
Through the reflected eyes gaze but was distorted by haze
I see a man…
That man is me whose vision was cleared…
By a love unexpected
That is now gone
But is still perfect in every way
I see a man who once had a...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
22nd May 2012 4:43am
22nd May 2012 4:43am
dreams
In this world im just waiting for the end becuz our generation is jus degenerating its so frustrating that were stuck with all this grown shit drugs, drinks, and stds where we be ya know how hard it is to open my eyes and see the world in its current state theres no state of mind with the human race the generation of y the youth of our times scream for a better day and I ask why do you stay? The world is wasting away its hell. And they say because dreams aren’t illegal even in the ghetto DREAMS ARENT ILLEGAL IN THE GHETTO but I think the worlds over its come to the end the youth of the world...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
22nd May 2012 4:41am
22nd May 2012 4:41am
uncle Sam goddam
Uncle sam goddam what are you doing to the nation? No one knows oh well just throw us in cells and toss the key as we beat out beats on our cell doors screaming welcome to the land of the thief and home of the unsaved guards pepper spray with laws and division of state fuck the nation murder rape and fraud written to the pages of blood law uncle sam goddam white man with a beard and a hat who made that our symbol of freedom who made the presidents a dollar bill the worship the God the correct way the cities wild and untamed listen to me the king of where the wild things are we’ve fallen real...
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LOVE POEM
Published
21st May 2012 5:47pm
21st May 2012 5:47pm
love
love is an emotion that causes a commotion within your soul that causes the notion to do anything for her without hesitation it is blissful insanity like a firework exploding in the night sky surrounded by flowers that veil your beauty that is everlasting to me it is a blissful insanity that is not selfish for sanity is selfishness a law of self preservation that lasts for extended durations of time but gets boring much like a straight line or a box or a lapis luzi compared to a diamond mine that shines with colors divine and is as bright as the sunshine that prevades the summertime a time of...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
21st May 2012 5:44pm
21st May 2012 5:44pm
"poet"ic justice
As pencil hits paper time slows by a millisecond due to the release of emotions shaped with curves and loops and bends into the language of my birth but not my ancestry the words flow as this is the only justice a poet knows and three only one I deserve the entrapment of sins cages of pain holding indiscretions and memories hidden away in caves of deepening emotion filed with beasts of terrifying depths from the depths of a mind that craves more then p poetic justice if that's even what it can be called...poetic justice...what of when I am at a loss for words but my soul still hurts my heart...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
15th May 2012 7:27pm
15th May 2012 7:27pm
Addiction
yo,kids
as you hit the high with kaleidoscope eyes your blood is bubblin your brain is thinkin bout time you
feel higher then a quasar in the sky
but you ever see a junkie in withdrawal falls far
hell around the corner and even lower
cuts on ankles, elbows, face and wrists past the dangers and risks
the devil laughs as you hit the shift
feel the breath on your neck
hands on your skin
freak out in session your on fire as you spasm and twitch
skin itch rip and tear scratch and smear bits of skin, clumps of hair
a junkie on the rebound makes...
as you hit the high with kaleidoscope eyes your blood is bubblin your brain is thinkin bout time you
feel higher then a quasar in the sky
but you ever see a junkie in withdrawal falls far
hell around the corner and even lower
cuts on ankles, elbows, face and wrists past the dangers and risks
the devil laughs as you hit the shift
feel the breath on your neck
hands on your skin
freak out in session your on fire as you spasm and twitch
skin itch rip and tear scratch and smear bits of skin, clumps of hair
a junkie on the rebound makes...
870 reads
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