Bohemian Rhapsody
To live free
Not on dirty streets
Full of bigotry
Where you're spit upon
With worst of insults
Where the spoiled brat's vomit
Hits face and smarts weary eyes
Where the filthy rich's neatly groomed French poodle
Pisses and shits upon your humanity
To live free
Not in a shelter for the homeless
Where urine-perfumed air stings the nostrils
And freshly released vomit smells like stale ju...
Monday 14th November 2016 12:57 am
Porcelain.
Whispers traveled the corridors,
Anxiety filled the air -
And there in the corner, she lay
As fine as a porcelain,
With skin as cold as ice.
Nobody dared to approach
But anyone could see,
The pills that lay nestled -
Within the palm of her hand.
And in the midst of all the tension,
The silence seemed to overwhelm -
Those who looked on wanted to run,
Th...
Thursday 30th June 2016 8:42 am
One Step Closer
Come one step closer
that's all I ask
Just close enough for me to Reach
Touch, and Experience
your foreign, yet familiar face,
Recalling unique sensations,
in desperation
I fight for the part of you
that is mine...
rightfully mine
Cease your frolicsome avoidance of
my existence-
which is...
God's creation behind concrete walls
that overshadow desolate, bar...
Friday 1st April 2016 5:32 am
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