Insert 4 Coin(s) of creativity
Select your God-given character
& Press Start on reality
your Life Meter is stuck on 1
remember you rarely get a continue
The Level is ongoing don’t try to Pause me
You don’t have time for that
you have to collect your educational Power-Ups & all that
Get enough so you can collect the Gold Coins
with enough Gold Coins you could get a Gold Ring
when you save your single Princess, you can put a Chaos Emerald on that thing
now on your 1 Player journey, you have a Player 2
Insert 4 more coin(s) of Love, Honesty, Passion, and Trust for the both of you
Now you can live a Super Sonic life style for a while chasing each others Tails
Eventually you will earn another Life it never Fails
Now there is a new Sequel to add to the Next Generation
Raise it’s Levels right and during the Credits you’ll get a standing ovation
Cue the Ending Credits, Thanks 4 playing you really kept it Goin’
You got the High score, now it’s time for the Next Generation to Insert Coin(s)
Tag Archives: poem
Mother Nature
Mother Nature’s tears pour.
Tryna cleanse Earth’s whores.
Not prostitutes, but people whoring her resources.
Tryna wash away ideas that led to wrong courses.
That’s why there is such a thunderous rain.
Mother Nature is sharing her pain.
Too much oil and blood spills.
Black crude causes animal kills.
The shores will blacken with a mess that can’t be swept.
And she knows this, that’s why she wept.
Mother Nature knows not what to do with Earth
Sink holes swallow the ground, so Your corporate buildings have no worth
Everyday the world grows hotter
The polar bears can’t venture any farther
The Ice Caps will continue to melt
Most won’t care until an Impact is felt
The Waters of the Earth will rise
Oil will spill into it and give you Flammable eyes
The War will continue to Rage
Until a bomb sets the ocean ablaze, effectively turning each Continent into a flamming cage
Mother Nature shows sad rage with a feverish display of lightning
Each strike growing even more frightening
But most won’t care
They’ll simply grab an umbrella to shield their hair
These powerful storms are because Mother Nature is sad
I pray that we band together and fix this, before God show’s us he’s Mad
weakness
Weakness has gathered in the heart of thee
Exposing the human being his fragility
It’s not the Human’s fault
The universe is what puts his heart under assault
The quaking sea of our soul can’t settle with ease
Especially when it’s engorged with ripples of disease
Many a mortal have developed a cure
But the deadliest remain elusive and evil at its most pure
It’s the incurable evil that makes man want to break
Especially when it’s a loved one’s life at stake
What makes you feel weak is the inability to invoke change
This leads is what makes us psychotic and deranged
You pull your hair and scream why
Feeling like you will soon die
The truth is, the fertile weakness has birthed fear
Fear that you’ll lose something that to you is dear
Who do you turn to when you are afraid?
What do you do when you are undergoing this raid?
The only thing you can do is steel your mind
Strengthen your resolve and leave that fear behind.
Abandon the fear of not being able to do anything.
No this will not prevent the maladies fate will bring
But you can become a version of strong.
Strong enough to deal with the universe’s wrong
A strength to make you able to speak
Speak loud in protest when the universe has made you weak
The dark dank evil of the universe of the evil created diseases
But it’s the human thing to protest it and not let it do as it pleases
Contradiction
I breathe in chaos.
And exhale anarchy.
I bring out the coward in bravery.
And expose the lust in love.
I make a believer unsure.
I prove every saint is a sinner.
I can make a loser out of anyone whose a winner.
I’m a self-proclaimed hero turned world named villain.
What am i to do?
Poetic Ice
Change
It’s truly a shame.
When the world around you wants to stay the same/
Much to your disdain/
The rotating world is actually static/
Now you’ve grown too dynamic to be emphatic/
Your growth is causing you to wreak havoc/
Your soul seeks change.
You must break free of the normal range.
Only then will your world truly change
P(r)aying for Salvation
People are praying for salvation
From men falsely made into prophets
By a voracious need for profit
Sadly currency dictates our lives
The common theme of happiness, war, and lies
Such is our culture, to struggle for an alien
Fighting and dying for little green men
Earth doesn’t need an axis, it revolves around money
What happened to being pleased with milk and honey?
Presidential men turned demigod by our prayers
Men who served their country didn’t want this affair.
We need a new standard of normalcy
Instead of this morbid lust for currency
Poetic Ice
warning
See all those people I encounter from 9-5 only know Lee
They don’t know that knowing Tavious may come with a fee
Tavious is that one guy you aren’t really ready to see
But sometimes you motherfu- won’t let me be
Tavious wears Lee’s Halo, but flies with black wings
With a mere utterance I could cripple kings
Yet I have to put up with all that your attitude and you bitching about things?
Can you even comprehend the rage that brings?
Lee will smile, but Tavious craves to punch you in the face
It’s just what you need to remind you that you don’t run this place
You’re nothing more than a phallic-less disgrace
You’ve rallied the monster and my sanity can’t keep pace
Simply put, fuck you
My world would have been better without you
This will be the last time Lee will cede to you
Because next time Tavious will burn the world down around you
You’ve been warned,
Poetic Ice
Writing junkie
Mental engine turned on
My pen is a blur, so gone
My thoughts are coming alive
The creativity of my soul is in overdrive
My pen will bring about a new world’s birth
Where my intellect alone will determine its worth
Will there be peace or situations dire
Lush green fields or cities of fire
To write is to become a lyrical God
A chance to stave off tyranny the likes of general Zod
I feel it, the it burns up my soul
Just making it all the more easy to write a junkies role
It would be a crime to take away my pen
Equated to a soul slandering sin
It’s time, time to create
When I’ll stop is not up for debate
I don’t know who is in control
Who is the poet, and who has the pen’s role
I’m a slave to the passion of writing
Take me away then, I’m not fighting
Away to create, It’s something I must do
It’s the easiest way for me to stay true
Poetic ice
Our Sex
Take a second and think
who was it that brought you to the brink
to the brink of sexual bliss
then pushed you over it with a simple kiss
I like to lick lips, mine and yours
excel at giving pleasure on beds and floors
your never ending of supply of lyrical sex
making your back arch & Body weak better than your ex
our sex is so good it’s bad for your health
once it starts you’re always losing your breath
losing it as I give your neck a kiss
playing with your passion, with your hair in my fist
go ahead and clench the sheet
don’t you run as I begin to eat
devouring your love and making you wet
this is only the start of what you’ll get
begging me to blow your mind
moaning for me as I insert from behind
you’re trying to be quiet, acting all tough
but you’ll call me daddy when I start to be rough
loving the power I possess over you
surging deeper and deeper into you
conquering your spot, say my name
No matter the position the outcome is the same
you and me grinding until a powerful orgasm
with your body experiencing pleasure one couldn’t fathom
Once we start you get addicted to this drug
that’s how we always end up from the bed to the rug
on your back lay down and take this dick
long strokes you feel in your stomach will make you come quick
you keep getting what you want, but don’t know how to stop
you won’t be happy until you’re on top
Grinding your body as I squeeze your ass
you start off slow, but start bouncing fast
moaning loudly, being sexually bold
letting me in so deep, no choice but to lose my load
finally laying down you think you won
smiling because you know we’ll back at it as soon as we see the sun
Poetic Ice
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