Category Archives: rhyme poetry

Bed of wood, Poetry by Egor Sanin

Genre: Rhyme, Life

Bed of wood by Egor Sanin
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I fall asleep on a bed of wood.
I will spread upon it —
Water engulfing a beach.
The bubbles will be my thoughts,
Created and popping without a trace.
I will seep into the wood,
Permeating the surface,
Hard, and softening under my caress.
No sign of me will be left,
Save the darkened hue of brown.
Like this, in silence, I drown.

 

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The Death Of Life, Poetry by Andres Herrera

Genre: Rhyme, Satire

The Death Of Life by Andres Herrera

i know cpr, 

i know mouth to mouth. 

but the only thing in need of being saved, 

is your cold dead heart. 

and i simply cant find someone with the will, 

to save you from such pain & wrong doing. 

~sickfuckslive~



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My Cathartic Heel, Poetry by A.C.B.

Genre: Rhyme, Life

My Cathartic Heel
by A.C.B.

In weary sentence and weathered scripture,
two still listen to what is mine and expressed,
the Theatre, empty, and free to see picture,
but not to hear meaning, none to be impressed.

The stressed marrow made hallow; numbly tranquil
like the once blue blood that boiled.
Gray are the matters of this uncapped, madder sort of a mad hatter–coiled, and toiled with.

To fall on the listeners of what is hers and expressed,
perhaps just to be heard, or understood at best.
But the twilight holds its show, even still as heads lay low,
not to give way to what is cumbersome,
tis the sum of them all under slumber, but one….

Should one listen now, be my image–uncovered…

Be unveiled; make cathartic my wavering heel and my purging spirit,
seige the poor pores of a heart ripped and torn, archers take aim at this heel and spear it!
Give color to the matter- the grey matter, that which fractured the structure that upholds my rueful tatters.

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SKIES ABOVE SYRIA, Poetry by HABIB AKEWUSOLA

Genre: Rhyme, Society, Political, War

SKIES ABOVE SYRIA
by HABIB AKEWUSOLA

Same crew,
Unknown airspace.

islamick crisis state
Misplaced enveloped craze.

Publicity publishes reports,
Editorial tributes
Dry ink cups.

Suspicious presidential price,
Justice evade hidden paradise.

Expensive peace,
Planting gas on protesting waters.
Reveling of truth,
Closely intermediate to conflict.

Let’s leave together,
You doubt uncertainty,
Rockets wouldn’t kill, if
Hostages deal,
But man melts steel.

Mass grave,
Hours ago, city was lively.
Six in threes,
Execution upon a time
Earth,

Coding parliamentary pledge,
Temporarily spoilt clock,
Little wire and tread,
Strap two batteries
Around her neck
Sprinkle black dust,
Bang !!!!
Bang!!!
Improvised death.

After researching catalyst,
Reality can’t sleep.
Misplaced islamick
Member states
Track support of news.

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the edge of it, Poetry by Bryan Byrd

Genre: Society, Rhyme

the edge of it
by Bryan Byrd

I stand at the edge of it
At the edge of it all
I stand in spite of it
In spite of all it all

No longer fighting it
No longer free from it
Always fleeing it
Never seeing it

When will I fall from it
What will they call it
How will it change me
What will they say

In spite of it all

-b2

Bryan Byrd
tha’ pontificator at large, b2
b2publishing.blogspot.com

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WEAK END, Poetry by HABIB AKEWUSOLA

Genre: Rhyme, Society

WEAK  END
by HABIB AKEWUSOLA

Kill fear, bury her in
Thy tinny chest,
Lyrics of bravery,
Dancing to work daily.


Campaign leaks pay,
Popping bubbles cause 
A perfect friday.


Age is my pride
On the days that I climb


Pain is a sign
Soul isn't for man.
So,
Man the good,
Tame the evil. 


You can't read love
Leadership is worse,
But, 
Wire connects a new world.


Rename fear into strength
Remain friends with respect,
Keep humility close to thy chest,
Decency must label your dress.


Prosperity will call me next.


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A Night on The Town Of Paris, Poetry by Emaglaw

Genre: Life, Society, Rhyme

A Night on The Town Of Paris:
by Emaglaw

Fall down, lay low and pray,
The delay of the crowd is blinding.
Fall down, lay low and pray,
Realized fear is now arising,
Fall down, lay-low and pray,
My God the Blood is Spraying.
Fall down, lay-low and pray,
The delay, to Reload, was temporary.
Fall down, no need, we lay,
Like birds we flocked together.
Be still, don’t move, they’ll see,
oh God please here our plea.
Cry out, don’t shoot, don’t kill,
Deaths release is now upon thee.

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