I know he'll not go there peace, happiness reign where He finds value in rants seeks power in dumb chants it takes much less effort than knowing you fall short offence is best defence so that's the preferred stance I know he'll not go there peace, happiness reign where https://dversepoets.com/2021/04/22/mtb-hopscotch-with-anapestic-tetrameter/
the lump in my throat grows a new spike every day can’t swallow or eject It injects venom through a new spike every day to induce negativity the mind can’t reject thoughts stored in cells encounter spikes every day they can’t eliminate but just act… https://dversepoets.com/2021/04/08/mtb-the-body-poetry/ https://dversepoets.com/2021/04/15/open-link-290-live-edition/
Well, I had fun playing around with online tools and doing this one. Thank you, Peter. for hosting this one. Here's the pantoum I wrote.. not going anywhere's an artjust going round in circles...but worlds are what they arefor they go around in cycles just going round in circlesmanipulate eyes to see, agreefor they go … Continue reading Circles
well-crafted words sure have a way great oratory has power to sway followers are assets -she’s so proud engagement on content speaks loud Do they walk to move with her, or await a magic pill to find solutions in blue ether? journeys can’t be static any movement can then become Pride of the attic https://dversepoets.com/2021/02/25/mtb-middles-turns/
they celebrate bondage, swaying to tunes condemning freedom, dancing on sand dunes notice not - slipping ground, controls shift euphoria; all’s well puppets telling stories vanish, dropped from invisible strings - their pictures float programmed memories thought - on controlled oxygen welcomes contamination as new awakening seepage of venom - never cared to know -is … Continue reading Ropes
her arrogance painted in wine on walls pushes him deeper in agony submerged in blues - a peculiar shade not of his choice purple drinks of superciliousness greet visitors -as they long for vibrant vibes or peaceful whites In their humble abodes I see dark shadows entwined in leafy greens as I take a flight … Continue reading Narcissist colors
remix of my songs lilting through those banned dance barsa last hiccup - for I decide not to live morediaries chucked in the bin https://dversepoets.com/2020/11/19/mtb-jisei-japanese-death-poems/
The bell rings, Tring Tring Tring Who could it be at this hour? Eyes are shut, hands in coins jar The bell rings, Tring Tring Tring What ominous news does it bring? Eyes are shut, hands in coins jar Parasomnia, if you see from afar.... What ominous news does it bring? The truth may make … Continue reading Who could it be?
time is money takes us on scalar lines however what is precious is relative to what happened before or after countable is easy uncountable too vague to talk about And we confine our existence to pre-existing frameworks time moves on finite in small capsules floating on oceans of infinity bypassing human understanding of expansiveness and … Continue reading Time
ORIGINAL POEM I struggled I strived burnt midnight oil binged on knowledge be they books webinars or value-adding conversations I battled Scarcity of time to gather thoughts process write publish I tapped inner resources dug canals pathways for expression became a medium for thought energy to flow effortlessly -all done to make an impact -and … Continue reading Write like a dog, edit like a cat
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