Submissions by Soxy (SoxThePoet)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Without words life would be meaningless,without meaning life would be pointless
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Said and Done
Be afraid,
Be more subtle,
Be profound,
Hide in plain sight,
Dont speak out,
Conceal your voice,
Worry about your own life,
For that is the only way to be at peace.
BUT!!!
How can I be at peace when all I hear are ravenous wolves howling,
Drooling and Growling,
When all I see are their sharp canines grinding,
Shredding,
Every constitution of national pride fading
When I see vultures,
Scavenging and consuming every ounce of our wealth and freedom,
Hyenas laughing,
While they chew away every...
Be more subtle,
Be profound,
Hide in plain sight,
Dont speak out,
Conceal your voice,
Worry about your own life,
For that is the only way to be at peace.
BUT!!!
How can I be at peace when all I hear are ravenous wolves howling,
Drooling and Growling,
When all I see are their sharp canines grinding,
Shredding,
Every constitution of national pride fading
When I see vultures,
Scavenging and consuming every ounce of our wealth and freedom,
Hyenas laughing,
While they chew away every...
#oppression
#freedom
#HumanRights
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To Poetry
Change your name to Poetry
And let my tongue mold you,
Read your body, punctuate those lines and read between them too.
Change your name to Poetry
And let me fall in love with your every word,
Count the syllables, inhale your ink and be lost in wonderland.
Let me read into your meaning, ignite the passion,
Invoke my curious senses and let me recite your thoughts in sensual tones and tenses
Change your name to Poetry
And I will speak of you always,
Mention your name and watch them fall for the deeds promised in your verbs, ...
And let my tongue mold you,
Read your body, punctuate those lines and read between them too.
Change your name to Poetry
And let me fall in love with your every word,
Count the syllables, inhale your ink and be lost in wonderland.
Let me read into your meaning, ignite the passion,
Invoke my curious senses and let me recite your thoughts in sensual tones and tenses
Change your name to Poetry
And I will speak of you always,
Mention your name and watch them fall for the deeds promised in your verbs, ...
#happiness
#love
#admiration
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Guns and Guitars
Guns and guitars
Both liberators
Bullets and Blues
Both mediators
Death and Dance
Victory indicators
Freedom songs and hearts beating
Bullistic precision and rhythmic percussion,
Sounds of redemption
Emanating from chaos and celebration
Whether you dodge the bullet
Or find your long lost rhythm
Gratitude and relief is what follows
And your faith is renewed
When you cock the gun and pull the trigger
Fine tune the strings and play the guitar,
In that moment you are responding to a higher calling, ...
Both liberators
Bullets and Blues
Both mediators
Death and Dance
Victory indicators
Freedom songs and hearts beating
Bullistic precision and rhythmic percussion,
Sounds of redemption
Emanating from chaos and celebration
Whether you dodge the bullet
Or find your long lost rhythm
Gratitude and relief is what follows
And your faith is renewed
When you cock the gun and pull the trigger
Fine tune the strings and play the guitar,
In that moment you are responding to a higher calling, ...
#hope
#courage
#identity
#GunControl
#humankind
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Pharisee
Please teach me how to testify.
I have so many testimonies i need to share
But i know not how.
I have neither the tone nor the smug
Needed to stand before this congregation,
The confusing scripture nor the holy theatrics,
The tongues nor the superficial joy,
All I have
Is an intimate story of God's goodness,
But I fear,
Before your holy eyes
It might not be enough
To earn me a sit in your heaven of course.
I feel inadequate,
Who am I to stand before judge and jury in church courtrooms? ...
I have so many testimonies i need to share
But i know not how.
I have neither the tone nor the smug
Needed to stand before this congregation,
The confusing scripture nor the holy theatrics,
The tongues nor the superficial joy,
All I have
Is an intimate story of God's goodness,
But I fear,
Before your holy eyes
It might not be enough
To earn me a sit in your heaven of course.
I feel inadequate,
Who am I to stand before judge and jury in church courtrooms? ...
#shame
#morality
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Introspection
I'm in love
With myself,
She is the reflection
Of my soul,
And I of hers
With myself,
She is the reflection
Of my soul,
And I of hers
#happiness
#love
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Loneliness
A goddess of the Hunt
Stealth is her trade,
Creeping;
Slowly; under the cloak of solitude,
Every step carefully calculated
To bring perfect misery on her targeted prey,
Frail!
Thats how she prefer them,
She flaunts her unkempt figure like a beautiful mess,
Her allure, enchanting like a siren song
She cannot be ignored
Like a beautiful damsel she occasionally plays possum,
Just to draw closer her prey , disarm, dominate, and devour
Leaving behind a trail of tears and sadness
A goddess of tact
Walls...
Stealth is her trade,
Creeping;
Slowly; under the cloak of solitude,
Every step carefully calculated
To bring perfect misery on her targeted prey,
Frail!
Thats how she prefer them,
She flaunts her unkempt figure like a beautiful mess,
Her allure, enchanting like a siren song
She cannot be ignored
Like a beautiful damsel she occasionally plays possum,
Just to draw closer her prey , disarm, dominate, and devour
Leaving behind a trail of tears and sadness
A goddess of tact
Walls...
#loneliness
#MentalHealth
#HumanRights
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6 Comments
ED
Iam de-press-ed,
And you my dear are op-press-ed,
Now though the truth in our "press" may spell things differently,
It ends the same way,
with "ed" at the top of both our problems.
Now tell me,
What do you think will bring an
eNd to our problems?
"N".
And you my dear are op-press-ed,
Now though the truth in our "press" may spell things differently,
It ends the same way,
with "ed" at the top of both our problems.
Now tell me,
What do you think will bring an
eNd to our problems?
"N".
#corruption
#power
#politics
#freedom
#HumanRights
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Yet Still
Its wrong but feels right,
Its love beyond first sight,
It makes one want to write
Songs like Solomon and his impure plight,
It fills the heart with fright,
Pounding with all its might,
Its nocturnal, it should never leave the dead of night,
Or see the break of dawn or a new light ,
But yet still its love,
Wrong or right,
For it we will always fight.
Its love beyond first sight,
It makes one want to write
Songs like Solomon and his impure plight,
It fills the heart with fright,
Pounding with all its might,
Its nocturnal, it should never leave the dead of night,
Or see the break of dawn or a new light ,
But yet still its love,
Wrong or right,
For it we will always fight.
#temptation
#LookingForLove
#obsession
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Hypnosis
Before we begin
I need you to close your eyes
Take a deep breathe
Exhale, in and out, breathe in and out
Now listen to the sound of my voice
And let it linger
I will count to seven, then snap my finger
You will wake up, and in your ear one question I will whisper
And see what reaction that question will trigger.
Now let us begin;
(One)
Picture yourself in a garden,
It’s a marvel, flowers can’t help but swivel,
Bees are busy buzzing, birds singing and crickets chirping,
Its Eden, you just put the lion to sleep in...
I need you to close your eyes
Take a deep breathe
Exhale, in and out, breathe in and out
Now listen to the sound of my voice
And let it linger
I will count to seven, then snap my finger
You will wake up, and in your ear one question I will whisper
And see what reaction that question will trigger.
Now let us begin;
(One)
Picture yourself in a garden,
It’s a marvel, flowers can’t help but swivel,
Bees are busy buzzing, birds singing and crickets chirping,
Its Eden, you just put the lion to sleep in...
#love
#God
#fate
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Of Virtue and Vice
Poets are very poetic beings,
They speak what they don't mean,
Mean what they cant speak,
Speak a lot but are never mean,
Are mean when they dont speak,
Don't speak unless words are the only means,
Their means only good when they speak.
They are idea driven
Action void
They Invent lies
But are always right.
Knowledgeable on virtue but lean towards vice and evil devices,
Such vile creatures.
If the devil was a poet,
Imagine how sweet would be his vices.
Im glad I am not a poet,
Otherwise I would...
They speak what they don't mean,
Mean what they cant speak,
Speak a lot but are never mean,
Are mean when they dont speak,
Don't speak unless words are the only means,
Their means only good when they speak.
They are idea driven
Action void
They Invent lies
But are always right.
Knowledgeable on virtue but lean towards vice and evil devices,
Such vile creatures.
If the devil was a poet,
Imagine how sweet would be his vices.
Im glad I am not a poet,
Otherwise I would...
#WritingPoetry
#hypocrisy
#philosophical
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