Category Archives: Poets

Be impeccable

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How you treat people reflects on you

So rember to be kind honourable and true

Conduct yourself impeccably well

Speak works so positive that others can tell

You are a spiritual being rooted in light and love

Kind and compassionate sent from the stars above.

Consciously aware

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Consciously aware

I stand and stare

Saying and doing

Things others won’t dare

I speak from the heart

Trying to play my part

In changing the the thought processes of the world

Into myself I always delve

I reside in my conscious reality

In my luminescent soul

I seek for my faith and belief

As my heart pounds with passion

And my mind remains still

I find the power of being existential

I put out in poetry my credentials

Take me or leave me

It’s all differential

I am the type I guess you can like or not

I am not being arrogant

But does that matter one jot

I can only be me, authentically

Write my own words of originality

Very few quotes or other people’s words flow through my poetry

I like to keep my style eclectic you see

So if anybody chooses to throw stuff at me

It bounces off me because consciously

I know this is generated from what the ignorantly perceive to be me

But in truth it is fantasy not based within reality

I use my pen like a brush to paint a masterpiece

Through my minds eye and imaginary

I base myself in love and truth

And I hope to bring light shining brightly to you

To inspire, to motivate, to raise you up

And to create a connection of both light, peace and live.

Power of the sword

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Dark was the house shrouded in obsidian

Until the moment the spark of light from the flaming torch

Lit up all around like a fiery burning sun

She acclimatised her eyes so she Coul look around

And felt outside the rumble through the ground

Heard to roar and clanging of metal

She looked frantically for sword that she sought

And there in the corner an old antique chest

She opened the lid and what she saw took away her breath

A bright shiny sword glinting in the torch light

She took it out from the chest and ran out the back door

And there her army waited pensive and ready

She moved them all to the open space

And then were steadied waiting for the enemy

And then over the crest of the hill they then rose

And the warrior queen in her legendary pose

Pointed forward with her sword

And let out a scream

Forward to glory in the name of your queen

And her army moved forward slow at first but getting faster

Full steam ahead to victory or disaster

The horses snorted fury baring their teeth

The passion in her army now being fully released

Raced hard with no intention of shirking

Her army full on driving and beserking

Like a massive combined beast

Hungry to eat, the enemy in front of them that they were about to besiege

Then a thunderous clash and like a loud clap of thunder

The enemy crumbled and felt themselves being swept under

A wave like light that let loose from the queen’s magical sword

And she slayed a large number of this menacing horde

With one single slash and wave of its power

She knew that it could bring about her finest hour

And the battle was long as was it bloody

Yet she fought like a dervish in a real hurry

And at the end of the night and in the dawning of a new day

She stood victorious over the enemy she and her army had slayed

And as sh sat triumphant upon her horse

Sword in the air the magic took its course

And bound her heart and her alligience to death and to glory

From now on she would write new stories

As determined by the magic and not by her will

And in the afterlife I heard she’d is warring and fighting still.

Wind it back to where it started

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I am going back to the start where it all began

Where I encouraged people to make a stand

For the environment and for man

And putting a stop to exploiting the land

Because it’s easy to see natures had enough

So it’s time for the people to get tough

With the world leaders who simply focus on greed

And increasing their power over you and me

They’ll drive us to extinction rapidly

And find someway to protect themselves

And leave the the rest of us to go and rot in hell.

Body show

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Sex sells and women use their bodies

Curvy images in a selfie snap

A few deep words but the men ain’t reading

Fixated by the breasts and butt’s that they are seeing

At least until the moments passed

But how long while the body image last?

But it get followers and likes fast

And that’s all they require and all they ask

For validation that they’re worthy

Which in its self is a farce

Because they need to know they are worthy and capable of more

Is all they want is to be adored

Now I ain’t judging no one I just believe they’re worth more

Then an object of sex for men and what’s more

It all just promotes the wrong ideas and truth

That women were put here to pleasure mens mood

This is a archaic and wrong attitude

And subjucating women is simply rude

And women shouldn’t do what men want them to do

Even if the are sexy as well as beautiful.

Drugs ‘n’ kids

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Drugs and kids

Weed and alcohol

Is society losing control

Parents are there

But seem unaware

I am not sure they even care

Drugs start with weed

Then moves up a notch

Onto ketamin and crack, are you shocked?

They rob and steal

To pay for each deal

This isn’t fantasy this is real

Parents say it’s harmless and ik

Just a part of the growing up stage

Then they’re crying in a mortuary

Over their child

Because their kids were able to run wild

And now overdosed or dead through a gang feud

Stabbed for being in a different crew

Most just trying to get rich quick

But die so young that they never make it

It’s so fucked up its really heartbreaking

And the kids don’t understand or care about the risks they’re taking

They lack the education they’re corpses of inmates in the making.

Blog life

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My blog is on a slight downward spiral

But I stand strong and keep it viral

Things tend to go in troughs and peaks

I just have to hang in there and see

Whether the time for this blog is up for me

New job has made things harder

Meant that it’s made me more tired

Maybe it’s reflected in what I write

And often I mostly can only at night

Instead if through the day like I used to do

Many familiar faces seem to have got list too on this journey I am on

But I guess that’s the normal way

I will keep on blogging and see if things change

But maybe it’s time to find something new

Blogging is like life it can leave you cinfused

And can go from being abundant to barely seen

Maybe I need to develop other dreams.

Hometown streets

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My hometown streets seem so old

Run down buildings like me becoming old

Grey metropolis shadows everywhere

If I didn’t know these streets I’d be scared

Desperate lonely homeless people living on the street

Cheap fast food outlets to sate peoples needs

Shouts and screams and the sound of sirens

Cars passing by wither lights on

Its raining and murky which reflects this sad place

Even the park where the kids play and skate

Have been taken over by drugs and crime

This is a terrible reflection and a sign of the times

That society here has become so bleak

Young kids out last on the street wreaking havoc

When did things go so wrong

Any kind of hope seems to be forlorn.

My dream for tomorrow

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I dream of mother nature growing freely

And big cities slowly receding

As man learns balance with earth

As we stop exploiting and start to nurture

As we stop driving animals to extinction

Humanity finally achieves distinction

And evolves into a higher race

And we live in more equality driven states

It may seem far fetched but we have to learn

This planet is not our to destroy and burn

And being worthy guardians is a status that must be earned

And of our ignorance we have to learn

That’s it’s holding us back

If we want a future for our children they deserve

Inheriting a rich and abundant earth

With nature and different species carefully and lovingly preserved.

Grasping the light

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I grasped the light

In both my hands

I felt the energy

And tried to understand

The power and love

That resonated through

I felt the power as it grew

And grasped the destiny

Along with passion

The create a visionary interaction

With creation and the universe

Filling us with much satisfaction

That we are connected

With everything that is

That this is our very reason

For us to exist.