Submissions by Goldbrick (Yah-Meen The Poet)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Darkness-Nde
In the palm of my hand was death,
Ready to unfold with every breath;
i struggle with spirit eft,
For nobody to inherit.
I die'd to resurrect.
Didnt live to prosper
with nothing really left,
Clasping my hands for father
The cultivation needed,
Could Prick of my knees
Bleeded;For life didnt
Reveal the meaning?
Im blind but can see,
Along def but can hear
Numness from head to feet.
Ogle dim'd,death is near
Ready to unfold with every breath;
i struggle with spirit eft,
For nobody to inherit.
I die'd to resurrect.
Didnt live to prosper
with nothing really left,
Clasping my hands for father
The cultivation needed,
Could Prick of my knees
Bleeded;For life didnt
Reveal the meaning?
Im blind but can see,
Along def but can hear
Numness from head to feet.
Ogle dim'd,death is near
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The Genesis of Judgement day
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Letter to St.valentine
To hear love is loving
Loving is love as in sensitive
Maybe just more comforted
For how fortunate you are
This valentine has me torn
sucked in like absorbed
Plus the origination
Compelled a devastation
I checked your background
You were exposed;I mean
Attracted to Bros,the
practise of your dome
All of the lives injured
Syringe through the heart
Did you think
It will secret from the start
Loving is love as in sensitive
Maybe just more comforted
For how fortunate you are
This valentine has me torn
sucked in like absorbed
Plus the origination
Compelled a devastation
I checked your background
You were exposed;I mean
Attracted to Bros,the
practise of your dome
All of the lives injured
Syringe through the heart
Did you think
It will secret from the start
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DU Poetry : Submissions by Goldbrick (Yah-Meen The Poet)