I kept my back forward
Losing track of stasis
I kept on keeping
Not on but rather off
Now the lights are blurred
Still in this life is sitting
Grimminating the rhythm stirred
Rolling out with fires turned
And suddenly the snow within me burned
A cause for outcry
In the middle of the wasteland
The parody of life seems steady
But only if you're in a boyband
The cause is more than sufficient
The time is never right
And this misaligned magnet
Taken aback by the wretched pew
Making me sit with the chosen few
Back of the bus feels
Empty room dreams
Classroom abandoned kind of
The nostalgia lingers
The painful lonelines hithers
Steady the bloom for what withers
Here in the deepest ocean tithers
No sense in making sense
Why care if there is too much opulence?
Train of thoughts running on speed
Gasping for what's left of this matter of misdeeds
Trying to find rhymes getting old
In this lame tale never told
Not out of style it seems
But let's cut the bullshit at the seams
Yes the puck is sent flying
Rolling out of control
Oh, it's not the puck you hoped for
The ball infused with spite
Ready to hunt down and bite
For now it comes alive
Radioactive in the slight
Essence and ever favor
In the heart of this dutiful endeavor
Caution seeping out of terror
The creature grows malignant as ever
In this rotting and dying ember
The explosion kicks and shelters the dismembered
Tireless whips of cautious unduluations
Unctuous like the new found lusty damnations
Spiral deep into the blooming catastrophe
Oh this freezing thought excoriated
Weather me this and plant them here
No there is no time to be sever
But there is no time like the present
So keep your head on you peasant
Fight for your life or die
It's always a painful existence
But the point is to live with magnificence
Better not have harvested our essence
Navigate the swirling derby
Like the painful bite of your cavity
Into your sweetest lush candy
Gaze into the abyss longer
So we can borrow time for the morrow
Sought to be more than the hero
But harrowing pain leads me there unto
The depths of despair
Looming over us like the culling moon
The sun painfully extinguished
And the green glare of lights
That eat away at existence we parry
The days gone turned into restless nights
Literally living a nightmare construction
Of pathways undone for your destruction
Tunnels that subterranean lie
Here and forever the many moments that have are left to try
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2024 Poetry, Verses and Rhymes
PoesíaNew Rhymes and mixed content of poetry for 2024! Rhymes from reflections and lessons in my life