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My Poetry, Poetry

Morning reflection

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I am so far from perfect; so many flaws

The things I’ve done leave some in awe

Done people dirty; making me feel unworthy

I’m trying to change; letting them know I am sorry

But I am not broken; I am full of love

Blessed by something; maybe from up above

I have an ego but I try to always choose compassion

Sometimes myself… just does not matter…

So as I fret on my actions… Karma law of attraction

I have to keep walking… This path with my traction

Walking along; this path we call life

Today can be different; today can be right.

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Say whut now. Kung pow

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Naturally actually happily to… skip to my loo

All the way to the loony bin

With my new found friend imaginary twin

Never met but was there from the begin

Henceforth Im back to the latter

As choco lit chips get me fit-fat of the land fatter

No matter

I just dip drop endulge in rhyme form

The only thing Im on is the coffee bean

No coffee with cream. I like it black so Im back in action

Just walked in slushy snow with no traction

Amidst the lost and confused

But I find myself when Im out its a muse

The city is music to my ears

When you read this? Your the only one who hears

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Here I am

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In the dark of night I arise once again

To collect my thoughts I write with pen

Its about time I do this again

With no regrets where does this stem?

How long have I been in this place

My skyscraper oasis

Thousands of faces

As the city tells tales naked

Must be about a year now

I was losing my mind but Im here now

Nada to fear now

Its so clear now

Cool; calm; collected

Solemnly protected by my own perspectives

I walk with a thousand spirits

I can see; smell and hear this

They touch with a thousand arms to feel this

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What is this place

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What is this place? Universal bound infinity

But I am subject to individual vacinity

Our home world is ablaze aflame what a crying shame

This is simply a dying game; it needs a name

A name for the actuality of the fragile system

We are in a cataclysm

Can we please change our ways now

We’re on our way down

Nobody has a voice to say now

The answers are right infront of our faces

But we keep making the same mistakes

What will it take

For the world to awake

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Touch – Nina

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Dreams of home are elsewhere; Nightmares are alive and well here

Mother nature undertaker; Come from caves awaken

To eat the souls of the wanderer; Vision conjoror

Deep dive division; Depth perception sceptic

I see all through the third; Vision looking down like birds

Types that write and strike ya vital nerves; Its all Obsurd

But cats can walk a fine line; so watch me define I

Supernatural signed off as I fly by.

So high I touch the skyline.

My Poetry, Poetry

Raindrop City

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Soon the rain comes to wash away dust

Dawn till dusk; tatters the roofs

Clicking and clacking

Seeping and seeking a path

The light reflects in the night; its abstract

The rain in this city is most fitting

To match the tone of poverty and addiction

How many more will I lose

Brothers and sisters forever Im missing

The rain takes my pain and excuse

I spend time sitting and listening

Watching it drip drop off the rooftop

Down my window and into the gutters

I open my shutters for it is fresh like the worlds wounds

Dont worry; Im not in a hurry brother

But Im coming soon.

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Passing Time Atracting vibes

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The new world of mine as like time everchanging

There can be no explanation; explaining is draining

Simplified is best I Left the intricuits obstaining

The new path to walk calm collected stone rock

Time barely has the time to tick tock in the fast lane Im shocked

My venture is obsessive dream states awaking

I was painstakingly awaiting; shaking like earth quaking

Upon arrival its trival trouble trivial Im minimul

Like hip hop subliminals you better love me

I type this ignited sitting comfy.

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Politriks

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No Politiks only Politriks

Politikal Science Follow Obediently Blinded

Enforced by hollow Tips

Mindless and Spineless Man Earth Defying

Needing A Castration

The Entire Planet A Mass Nation

Polluting This Vast Placement

Presidential Vampires Circle A Campfire

I.E. The World Burns

And it Worsens As The World Turns

It remains Cursed in

A Mass Hypnosis; No focuss

Mankind like Locusts

But There Has And Always been A Chosen few

Denounce The Past And Restart Anew

Lets Start With You

Whats your Plan and Part to Do?

-Nina

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Oclock.

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Time for discipline; a change

Instead of playing games I script the page

Singing a different tune’

Some people call it moves

But I am the stillness

I will create the sountrack to my own life

Devices construct the cord; as I move “still” toward

Forgiveness is distilled

As unchanged as the fact that only change is real

But Im compounding the elements as we speak

Dance to sing my song diversely n the weight of the world hurts my knees

What is anxiety?

It is the future I hold inside of me

Fuck all the varieties of anxiety supplying me with doubt

I can conquer anything with or without

Its just a stillness and the realness of now.

-Nina