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Freedom and Fear: Important F Words

How will freedom come? Tied only to my dimwit Harnessed securely to my fears         , Embraced by the dejection of t he mind Free me The scared heart screams, Permit me, My tight loose tongue pleads Scarlet is the white vulture Dried is the ocean swam in, The very sanguine spirit adopts the sad culture, Fear, sad song played by rusted violin. Warlords and heroes, Turning desires are charged, Stampedes the mode of zeroes Scattered yet with, enlarged Twirls of joy, Poise of a victor, At last fear is conquered, Enjoy Freedom fear’ s predator!

FALSE TRUTH

On the wake of the morning, On bent knees submission is my oat, Yet, the lust the previous night in my heart is churning, My knees knows this very lie I gingerly toast, Casually filling up the space, The lusty look, she assume with her he must stick, Steadfast in deceit race, Lies smooth as moves so slick, Garnished attitude; Experienced facade, Seemingly perceived as the great altitude, Pretence, hypocrites dance to its ballad, Single moment of Joy, Comes life’s sweet laurels and diamond, Yet, not far is the season of breeding thorns, All false, even life throws it to us. The woman next door, Her warmly smile and co-operation, Yet her secret death toll she wishes you for, All lies and false the communication, Battled with the first contents, Seemingly, they come with ease, Now we must cover up the contrast Lies will definitely begat another lie with less ease. One blackened truth Affected are thirsty souls, release they pl...

POEM: Defamatory Uncertainty

Defamatory Uncertainty All I do is punch the calculator, Hoping I can weigh the water with my basket My heart, my loud accelerator I have produced only the racket! Sought after and preferred The dance of innocence Confused, my tears are added Formerly adored, my tainted Conscience It’s only a time, Now, the season almost ripe I have seen the peace sublime Farther away it goes, shrinking into the dark pipe Subconscious of what may be Scurried my heart hides in the tidal storm The beginning this is meant to be, My end assuredly has come Tired from denying the truth Horrified by the thought of the tiny beautiful life; Uncertain of continuity I fear the truth The sacred long ingest upturned my life Consumed in fright; Deserted by knowledge; The wait, my body painfully tight; Look out, my image tainted in sludge. Trailed by different paired diamonds I must succumb to nature desires A different course and a close bond C...