Submissions by MatusMichael
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
21st May 2018 5:19pm
21st May 2018 5:19pm
be free
I pray for the wings of an angel
So I would fly out of this world
And live among the stars...
But am like a caged bird
Everytime I try to fly to freedom
I keep on hitting the bars...
-Be free
-Be free
-If you are looking for directions,I pray the truth guide you to the real map
-free yourself from mental slavery,cause a jail ceil with golden bars Is still a trap
-You ain't a real wolf unless you stop followin' the pack
-stand in front,don't matter even if they stab you In the back
-Don't let hate stain your soul,remember...
So I would fly out of this world
And live among the stars...
But am like a caged bird
Everytime I try to fly to freedom
I keep on hitting the bars...
-Be free
-Be free
-If you are looking for directions,I pray the truth guide you to the real map
-free yourself from mental slavery,cause a jail ceil with golden bars Is still a trap
-You ain't a real wolf unless you stop followin' the pack
-stand in front,don't matter even if they stab you In the back
-Don't let hate stain your soul,remember...
#LifeChangingMoment
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
28th Feb 2018 5:09pm
28th Feb 2018 5:09pm
flocabulary
A virus of negativity flows In our bloodstreams/It kills the ability to turn our harsh reality Into dreams...
Like a river negative thoughts continues to flow/letting the dreams to fade like a snail that melts as It go...
Untruth,fictitious concept's and lack of appreciation covers the mind/While our skin Is covered with the colour of the blind...
Innocent souls believing that a curse made our skin dark/That's why our people resides In a land shaped like a question mark...
The word "freedom" Is just a word cause we still look up to the people that led us to the...
Like a river negative thoughts continues to flow/letting the dreams to fade like a snail that melts as It go...
Untruth,fictitious concept's and lack of appreciation covers the mind/While our skin Is covered with the colour of the blind...
Innocent souls believing that a curse made our skin dark/That's why our people resides In a land shaped like a question mark...
The word "freedom" Is just a word cause we still look up to the people that led us to the...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
28th Feb 2018 5:07pm
28th Feb 2018 5:07pm
"I'm not a rapper"
Enemy's waiting for my response on social media/But I ain't sending Innocent doves to deliver a shit message for me on Twitter...
Nigga want the piece of the cake,though nobody wants to take a walk in the shoes of the baker/I hide my fears In wings of the creator...
I'm not slave to the paper/through tithe and offering I give back the juice to the maker...
Enemy's prayin' for my death,sorry I just buried the undertaker/With nobody to prepare my funeral,I swear am living better...
It's celebration hour,so am sending an invitation to a friend in form of a letter/Though the...
Nigga want the piece of the cake,though nobody wants to take a walk in the shoes of the baker/I hide my fears In wings of the creator...
I'm not slave to the paper/through tithe and offering I give back the juice to the maker...
Enemy's prayin' for my death,sorry I just buried the undertaker/With nobody to prepare my funeral,I swear am living better...
It's celebration hour,so am sending an invitation to a friend in form of a letter/Though the...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
14th Nov 2017 8:39pm
14th Nov 2017 8:39pm
myself
If my life was a movie,I think the genre of the film will be horror-
I took a gun
I shot at the Image of myself In the mirror-
With hopes of killing a man who keeps letting me down-
I was hoping the Image In the mirror would bleed-
Bleed out the lies,the shame,the ugliness and every imperfection.
I took a gun
I shot at the Image of myself In the mirror-
With hopes of killing a man who keeps letting me down-
I was hoping the Image In the mirror would bleed-
Bleed out the lies,the shame,the ugliness and every imperfection.
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
28th Sep 2017 8:17pm
28th Sep 2017 8:17pm
Crazy_Thoughts_Of_Matus_
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
8th Sep 2017 8:29pm
8th Sep 2017 8:29pm
just a rhyming joke...(2)
I was told to quit...
Why quit when the great wall of China started with a single brick...
Everyday is like am awarded a penalty in the 90th minute of a football match,that's why I treat every opportunity like it's my last winning kick...
Like Ali when taken to the hospital,I make medicine sick...
I'm the baddest man on the planet,I just killed an elephant with a toothpick...
Am with God,conquering me is like mathematically trying to prove 1+1=11 and that's an impossible trick...
Why quit when the great wall of China started with a single brick...
Everyday is like am awarded a penalty in the 90th minute of a football match,that's why I treat every opportunity like it's my last winning kick...
Like Ali when taken to the hospital,I make medicine sick...
I'm the baddest man on the planet,I just killed an elephant with a toothpick...
Am with God,conquering me is like mathematically trying to prove 1+1=11 and that's an impossible trick...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
8th Sep 2017 8:19pm
8th Sep 2017 8:19pm
just a rhyming joke(1)
Success is like putting electricity in my enemy's body,cause everytime I win many people live in shock...
This is my time,it's like I just bought a new clock...
Enemy's thought they closed all the doors to success,but the creator gave me the master key to every lock...
A message to success..."I got the keys"
Am coming for you success and the good part is,I don't even have to knock...
This is my time,it's like I just bought a new clock...
Enemy's thought they closed all the doors to success,but the creator gave me the master key to every lock...
A message to success..."I got the keys"
Am coming for you success and the good part is,I don't even have to knock...
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LOVE POEM
Published
19th Aug 2017 11:09am
19th Aug 2017 11:09am
I Don't Know Much About Love...
When The Cup Of Sorrow Is Full And Overflowing/I Will Stay Close To You,And Our Love Will Keep Us Going...
No Matter The Yards,Together Will Always Have A Surviving Chance/Cause The Echoes Of Love Are Only The Thing That Can Make The Shadows Of Suffering Dance...
A Relationship Is Like A Wall Full Of Cracks,I Can't Prevented It From Falling Alone/Together We Need To Believe That Love Is The Only Thing That Can Melt A Heart Made Of Stone...
All The People You Trust,Leave Broken Pieces Of Your Heart On The Floor/That's Why Trust Feels Like Seeking Safety In A...
No Matter The Yards,Together Will Always Have A Surviving Chance/Cause The Echoes Of Love Are Only The Thing That Can Make The Shadows Of Suffering Dance...
A Relationship Is Like A Wall Full Of Cracks,I Can't Prevented It From Falling Alone/Together We Need To Believe That Love Is The Only Thing That Can Melt A Heart Made Of Stone...
All The People You Trust,Leave Broken Pieces Of Your Heart On The Floor/That's Why Trust Feels Like Seeking Safety In A...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
25th Jun 2017 7:56pm
25th Jun 2017 7:56pm
lost (rewrite)
Trust is like seeking safety in a room without a door...
To a flower that grew through the cracks of a broken concrete floor...
Born in a place where talents and ambitions are buried...
It's a graveyard,a place were reality and dreams can never be married...
Afraid To Shine...
Afraid To Shine...
It's like a seed of fear is planted deep into the thoughts...
When the seed turns into a tree,it bears fruit's of doubts...
Escaping reality with drugs and liquor cause thinking is like sitting in a room full of torture...
Racism,War and Drugs...
To a flower that grew through the cracks of a broken concrete floor...
Born in a place where talents and ambitions are buried...
It's a graveyard,a place were reality and dreams can never be married...
Afraid To Shine...
Afraid To Shine...
It's like a seed of fear is planted deep into the thoughts...
When the seed turns into a tree,it bears fruit's of doubts...
Escaping reality with drugs and liquor cause thinking is like sitting in a room full of torture...
Racism,War and Drugs...
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SELF POEM
Published
28th May 2017 8:22pm
28th May 2017 8:22pm
I stay loyal to the fam...
It's funny how people disrespect bee's after tasting the sweetness of honey...
How friend's turn into snakes in the grass when the topic is money...
I stay loyal to the fam...
I stay loyal to the fam...
Betrayal makes family's and lover's separate...
Like the letters A and Z on the alphabet...
Life is full of up's and down's,let the ups encourage you to pray and meditate...
Life it's too short to walk in other people's shoes,love yours don't imitate...
Our time on earth is really short like the morning dew it quickly...
How friend's turn into snakes in the grass when the topic is money...
I stay loyal to the fam...
I stay loyal to the fam...
Betrayal makes family's and lover's separate...
Like the letters A and Z on the alphabet...
Life is full of up's and down's,let the ups encourage you to pray and meditate...
Life it's too short to walk in other people's shoes,love yours don't imitate...
Our time on earth is really short like the morning dew it quickly...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
20th Apr 2017 7:35pm
20th Apr 2017 7:35pm
lonely death of an angel...
I thought I was dreaming
Until I heard screaming
Sounds of many saints crying
I believed, an angel dying
Wishing the screams were fake
The echoes keeping me awake
Rising from bed and my sleep
As the sounds continued to seep
Running outside, though I was unsure
But through my fear, I had to endure
Then outside, what I saw
A vivid image, my mind wouldn't draw
I saw an Angel of god
Swimming in a pool of blood
Beauty fading like a picked rose
Perishing, I all but froze
I saw her dying in her hell ...
Until I heard screaming
Sounds of many saints crying
I believed, an angel dying
Wishing the screams were fake
The echoes keeping me awake
Rising from bed and my sleep
As the sounds continued to seep
Running outside, though I was unsure
But through my fear, I had to endure
Then outside, what I saw
A vivid image, my mind wouldn't draw
I saw an Angel of god
Swimming in a pool of blood
Beauty fading like a picked rose
Perishing, I all but froze
I saw her dying in her hell ...
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SELF POEM
Published
1st Apr 2017 8:49pm
1st Apr 2017 8:49pm
Punchlines To Death...
Like new invented machine my poetic style is unique and different from the rest...
In love with my writing style like a baby loves is mother's breast...
Like new born bird I stay comfort in my poetic nest...
It's humble beginnings cause even the great wall of China started with a single brick...
Everyday is like am awarded a penalty in the 90th minute of a football match,that's why I treat every opportunity like its my last winning kick...
Blessed with the spirit of Muhammad Ali in the hospital my confidence makes medicine sick...
In front of a mirror shouting am...
In love with my writing style like a baby loves is mother's breast...
Like new born bird I stay comfort in my poetic nest...
It's humble beginnings cause even the great wall of China started with a single brick...
Everyday is like am awarded a penalty in the 90th minute of a football match,that's why I treat every opportunity like its my last winning kick...
Blessed with the spirit of Muhammad Ali in the hospital my confidence makes medicine sick...
In front of a mirror shouting am...
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