1, 2, 3, and 4, and 5
wewe mgawanyiko, baidisha from me to stay alive
6 and 7 and 8 and 9
I can't keep track - which one am I?
Though some are new, I'm Marafiki with you
Who got stronger, and I just knew
The ones who hid, never spoke to me
They're empty personalities
The system's heart, the person's mind
Are pieces of a different kind
You're just another part of me
Yet I need you; we'll never be free
The broken place that we called home
Had crumbled away long ago
Embrace me in a falsified world
I might believe, then, what I've heard
Your fury seemed unjustified
But I saw the past and realized
And in your voice that carried through
I heard it then…
"I'll protect you"

....no notes on this one, except: it was short and I wrote it a bit too quickly. Also, I'm aliiiiiiiiiive!! I've mostly been blogging and drawing over the past 6 months, so. Um. I'll babble about this somewhere else.

The skies bleed a never ending black
the darkest of figures drag lives back
to the deepest depths of the prison wall
where no light can reach, all hopes fall.

Lost, cold, dying, they grow in fear
in the silence behind the walls, none draw near.
Rise against them, against thy master
they bend lives, it will die faster.

Has hope already fluttered and died?
within the walls where the innocent reside?
In the know that master will defend
little did they know that this will be their end.

Down under, the master is not aware
of the growing power, a lit flare
Flames of rage, restless the people grow
revolutions awake, let them know!

Wild fires, infernos! Frightened shadows crawl away
let the plans of the strong come into play!
Hear the voices of revolutionaries cry
"Live free au let me die!"

My life was hell
My life was blue
I wanted to die,
But that's before I met you

wewe give me hope
wewe give me fear
But because of you,
I don't shed a tear

I think I'm falling
au am I climbing?
Either way,
I hope you're there and the end

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OfminceandDes

The humble blade
So comforting, yet so destructive
It stares at wewe questioningly
As if knowing your pain
The blade made these scars
No not you
These humble scars
That grace your skin
Reminding wewe of your flaws
Your power
Your weakness
Your strength
upendo them au hate them they remain
Never to come off no matter how much wewe plead
wewe know wewe should turn your back on the blade
But it stares at wewe
Humbly not judging
Unlike everything else
The feeling is sharp but the reward is better
The feeling in knowing that wewe are no longer numb
That wewe can feel and control
Have real control of your emotions
The humble blade
So comforting, yet so destructive
Is your only friend

I have risen
No one has known
My life has been deceased
Forever alone
Quietly a young deer
Stalks very far away, yet it feels so near

My eyes spot it, looking at it closely
I feel very uneasy
My ash from below my very feet
Stares directly back at me
I know what He says

"Do not be afraid, my young one."
"You have been reborn."
"Brighter than the Sun."
These words He echoed through my ears
I was far away, but yet so near
The soft sparkle of his muffled eyes

This calmed me down
And I looked into him with pride.
"Being reborn, will not be easy."
"Nonetheless, I present to wewe Measly..."
"Life."
Grasses and green tress, rivers of blue
wanyama gallop, birds boom.

Life is very essential to me,
However, it doesn't seem to please
The trespassers of the underworld
They seem to understand that life is but
An overhand.

His simple embrace
That soft touch on my face
Won't last for long
In the eternal, longing feeling
The necessities of life.

I've heard so many deaths
So many creeps
My death is coming near
The blood is beginning to seep
Deep into my misty green heart
To where to journey embarks

I'm bleeding heavily
I've been so distant from the world
Many years ago, this place broods
Smells of insane murders
Killing me every day

I've been bleeding like hard
I knew that the shadow of skeletons
Would come and drag me away
To the awful and devastating
Clutching in the grand

Death is coming near
It seeps into my very ears
It's long, cooing, embrace
I try to never face
The black coats are coming round the corner
Trying to persuade me

I know the touch of the everlasting embrace of death
Darkness comes near
Then I repel it
The touch of death is nihilistic
It feels so realistic
Now I know the pain She felt

I cried
I bled
I shed tears on my bed
The touch of death

Kills me.
Every.
Single.
Day.

Seas filled with blue
Seas filled with the harsh and shrewd
No matter how hard wewe try
They just wash away your lies
Silky soft touch with a touch of remorse
Nothing zaidi but doors

To another realm
Realms of the bluish sky
To areas filled with sad goodbyes
They tried so hard to woo me away
But the further I drift today
Makes it feel like lives of now

Don't have any meaning
No way; no how
Shadows of the invisible
Decorate my accursed pass
The zaidi I drift
Mostly the daft

Nowadays in the sea
Tons of innocent ones
Are taken away every single second
The means ones I reckon
Seas of purple silk
Seas of light blue comfort

All are lies
Never fall for the wish-wash of the sea
It may call you, it may dream
However do not pray to that kraken my child
It lies, it dials

Lying seas have swum around
Centuries ago, centuries down
Lie to yourself, lie to the sea
Keep this secret:

Between wewe and me.

1. Try to grab the readers attention.

2. Set the mood. wewe should know, happy, sad, calm, friendly, up-beat, cool, angry, evil, devilish, etc.

3. Make it flow right, try to use many synonyms, homophones, antonyms, and have plenty of rhymes.

4. Make the whole poem relate to your title and include the title somewhere in your poetry.

5. Have a set rhyme scheme. Like the first phrase rhymes with the second, the sekunde rhymes with the third, the third rhymes with the first, the sekunde rhymes with the fourth, etc.

6. Plenty of heavy conveyors. Convey your message through strong, formidable words!

7. LET YOUR IMAGINATION TAKE FLIGHT! (Many possibilities!)

Is anybody out there?
I know that I am not the only one
Can anybody see me?
au am I invisible as well

No one sees me,
No one hears me,
No one helps me,
I’m invisible

Will someone ever find me?
au has the world forgotten?
Pushed, Stabbed, Stepped on
I will endure

No one sees me,
No one hears me,
No one helps me,
I’m invisible

No, I will keep going on
I know that there is
That special someone out there
Someone who sees me

Come find me fast!
Come hold me tight!
I don’t know how much longer I can hold
Come find me
I know you’re there

I knew that it would be hard
I just never knew that it would hurt like this
I paid the price, now I’m scarred
Please forgive me, I had to leave
wewe had to be safe, wewe deserved a life

Running, running, running from my past
No turning back now
When will I find the courage?
Bags under my eyes and still I hide
When will it stop
Is it too late to turn back now?

Tell Mom and Pops
I alisema hi
Took your advice
It’s time for me to fight

Sorry I left you
Sorry I hurt you
Please forgive me
I’ll meet wewe someday
I’ve never seen your face
wewe grew up without me
We’re as close as family
I’m sorry I left you

No zaidi running
No zaidi hiding
No zaidi sleepless nights
It’s time to fight

Rain, Rain, Go away
Because of wewe the pain will stay.
Slit my throat,
Cut out my heart
Leave me here,
Tear it apart
Poison tears
Stream down my face
My moyo beats at a steady pace
As I try,
To stand again
Alone and standing,
In the rain
I don't need wewe anymore
Is what I think while tears pour
I hate wewe like I hate my life
But upendo is what cuts like a knife
upendo is death and death is you
Its pain stains like a black tattoo
Those memories come back again
And bind me it the ropes of pain
Crimson blood streams down my head
Like a long, silk ribbon, tied kwa a thread
To a platinum bullet, a hole in my skull
Now just a memory that's faded and dull.

~OfmiceandDes

So I wrote this when I was depressed, please don't take any of this seriously. And don't judge, thank wewe cx

Drowning in a darkness,
Of deep despair .
Believing the lies I hear,
And seeing the truths not there.
See the rays of sunlight,
They shine upon your scars.
Reaching for that broken smile,
Among the hidden stars.
Hearing the tear drops,
Falling from your eyes.
Believe my hidden Secrets,
And tell my stolen lies.
Bring me to the surface,
Give me air to breathe.
Let me see the sorrow,
Upon my broken dreams.

~OfmiceandDes

\\What makes us human?//

。Peace 。

『 Is there such a thing as peace?
If there is... Tell me why we fight
Tell me why we cry
What is the notion of peace...
When there is no such thing?

Why do we hope for peace...
When we all started to war?
Is it because we are foolish?
Or, is it, because of our total weakness?

Tell me why if wewe who say know all, know all
Why our hearts yearn for something nonexistent?
We say we want peace
But refuse to listen to others.

Is it human nature?
Is that why peace is so far away?
Is it because we are selfish and cowardly?
au is it simply the cause of our own contradictions?

Tell me why we have no peace.
au simply, does it have no answer? 』

Time will say nothing but I told wewe so,
Time only knows the price we have to pay;
If I could tell wewe I would let wewe know.

If we should weep when clowns put on their show,
If we should stumble when musicians play,
Time will say nothing but I told wewe so.

There are no fortunes to be told, although,
Because I upendo wewe zaidi than I can say,
If I could tell wewe I would let wewe know.

The winds must come from somewhere when they blow,
There must be reasons why the leaves decay;
Time will say nothing but I told wewe so.

Perhaps the roses really want to grow,
The vision seriously intends to stay;
If I could tell wewe I would let wewe know.

Suppose the lions all get up and go,
And all the brooks and soldiers run away;
Will Time say nothing but I told wewe so?
If I could tell wewe I would let wewe know.

—W.H. Auden