Poetic cm gum

01/12/2023

Between death and life who do you fear

Sorrowful are the awoke for those who have thier last sleep
Feeling shame in a destiny chain
Thee ever rounding existence that no man can understand, just to run from your death is a path to its doors

Wasted are the tears for the sleep who no longer feel sorrow
Yet daily you're left to Drag yourself to another day of misery

Forget the sleep for they no longer know such, unbound to the chain of Destiny just in time and never overdue...
Their sentence is fully served

Who do you fear between life and death

28/11/2023

Sicken ambition

Not all destinies simultaneously conclude...
The luck of mankind isn't waged by intellect...
Time the sickening reminder of the biological clock running out;

These nights and days of a struggle to obtain your own destiny
Then this world of broken procedures that put forth the unwise leaving everything destroyed

I keep trying
No longer sure if am still at it, then again be my imagination too lose the first purpose
Running tabs till all out like the voice of ego worn out

My ambition sicken to nothing
My soul cries tears of blades
For my destiny that seems drenched in scars

27/11/2023

Even if you knew
you shall do nothing
This is before you and guides you ..
Even the stars bow down to the grand design

Action and reaction
We are bound to a T-junction
Pending it's action
The reaction takes hold
Till lost with no respect ;

The prison of Destiny no man can escape

14/11/2023

The black hole

Have you ever in your time line seen
That what is up is down
Greed is never satisfied
Light can't escape a black hole

Yet a curse has its blessings
Only mother earth remains crying
The development of man that suffocates
For Greed the black hole

14/11/2023

Ow no, where has the love gone

Ow no , where has the love gone
The times when love was not an illusion
That feeling of first time in love
To find yourself resting on a cupids wings

Was it for I that the love is gone
By giving too much leaving nothing for lust
Just to lose sight of signs of a wolf in cupids garment

For the love of flesh
Simple things said done
Lost trust and ever still searching

Yet for lust's mesmerizing curves
Nothing more than just it for a heart on life support
Can pride for loves sake ever be killed
All this paints of a youth lost yet I never minded

Now I do mind and forth within these words that are said with respect to a Sturm that has now became a drum
For a hollow heart that has be lost

Ow no, where has the love gone

14/11/2023

To God with glory
For He formed I
Knows I better than thyself

Glory to the foundations of life
Made in God's understanding and mesmerized
Great are the works
Sad are the misinformed

The father out of existence
The Son who kept the bridge
The holy spirit whispers the Good in I

Before all be done unto the Son all is declared
Unto Jesus Christ I pray
To God carried from the Son
Amen

11/11/2023

When you die in a dream you awake
When you die in reality you be conserved
The light unshackled from matter
Final destination comes with realisation

In all toil and labour
The over tries of fitting in an insane world
Death within a dream the awakening
In a mare made to dimmer thy shine
It doesn't matter just learn to
Embrace the light within thyself

When all is said and done , learnt and redefined thou shall have acquired enough
To guide thy soul where it belongs

27/10/2023

Mason by heart.
The world never knew
their whispers of your shredded dreams is their Herald paper
out like a n**e you commentated your problems to world

time had came and went beginning of a new chapter is at hand take that which is good and shine the best I know I am

29/09/2023

27/09/2023

When the drink takes hold

In the depths of a smoky haze, the night begins to unfold,
A tragic dance with spirits, where madness takes its hold.
Beneath the veil of camaraderie, a darker truth is concealed,
As I set forth on this journey, where my spirit is unsealed.

With every sip, the elixir's spell weaves intoxication's art,
Blurring the edges of reality, tearing my soul apart.
In glasses raised high, drowning sorrows I seek to erase,
But alas, this path of over drinking leads to a treacherous chase.

Once merry laughter now turns into raucous cries,
As the world spins in disarray, a tempest brewing inside.
Fleeting moments of clarity wrestle with a mind gone astray,
As my reflection in the mirror fades, consumed by disarray.

The room becomes a vessel, sailing through drunken seas,
Memories lost in swirling tides, rocking me to my knees.
The allure of oblivion beckons with its deceptive charm,
Yet with every passing moment, I'm further from my own arm.

Lamentation fills the air as I stumble in a daze,
Searching for solace in the midst of this intoxicated maze.
Friends who once stood by me now distant, fading away,
For over drinking's grip grows stronger with each passing day.

A fragile vessel, I have become, shattered and cracked,
A testament to the perils lurking when control is hijacked.
Within this poem's verses, a plea I seek to implore,
To find the strength to break free, to heal and restore.

So let this be a cautionary tale, a testament to excess,
For overindulgence blinds us to life's true finesse.
May we learn from these mistakes, find balance as we dance,
And escape the clutches of over drinking's tragic trance.

15/09/2023

Fleshless Angel

In the books where ethereal whispers fall,
Where heaven's grace dances, enchanting all,
There lie the remnants of an angel's flight,
Fragile skeletons, bathed in ghostly light.

Once majestic beings, wings a celestial flare,
They soared with grace, in celestial air,
But time's cruel touch now leaves them frail,
In a resting place where their radiance pales.

Their bones, a testament to divinity's hold,
Now bleached by eternity's secrets untold,
Silent symphonies echoed through each frame,
A ballet of wonders, no longer the same.

Their hollow eyes, once reflecting eternity's gaze,
Now clouded with tales of forgotten days,
Yet still, remnants linger, a heavenly hue,
With whispers of beauty, they gently imbue.

Their skeletal wings, once strong and serene,
Now mere fossils of what they had once been,
But oh, the tales these bony structures tell,
The ecstasy of flight, enchantment's spell.

The ribcage, an intricate lattice of grace,
Held mysteries of love, of ethereal embrace,
Now vacant, a shrine to a love divine,
Where celestial passion once intertwine.

Their slender hands, with fingers now bare,
Once reached for heavens, for stars to ensnare,
Tracing constellations, creating cosmic art,
Now cradling echoes of a broken angelic heart.

As these skeletons rest upon hallowed ground,
A reverie of memories silently surround,
For in every hollow bone that remains,
A tale of resilience and love still sustains.

So let us honor these angels of old,
With tender thoughts, their stories unfold,
For their skeletons, though lifeless and still,
Illuminate our world, with dreams they instill.

13/09/2023

Death of pride

In the heart where shadows stride,
Where vanity and ego reside,
There's a tale of a battle cried,
A relentless quest, Death to Pride.

With eyes beholden from conceit,
Where hearts forgot to be discreet,
It's in this place, where souls deplete,
That the war of virtues shall retreat.

Proud arrogance, the whispered sin,
A poison that consumes within,
Yet, a hubris tighter than kin,
Unaware of the weakening din.

Beneath the mask, a fragile soul,
Searching for solace, to be whole,
Yet, Pride's embrace takes full control,
Leads astray to a darkened knoll.

But in the shadows, a truth unfolds,
A rebellion against what Pride beholds,
An uprising of souls, daring and bold,
To sever the chains that Pride enrolls.

Onward they march, the army of light,
With humility as their guiding might,
They shed their shackles and take to flight,
In their quest, to restore what's right.

For when Pride reigns, compassion wanes,
Kindness falters, and heartblood drains,
But when humility reigns supreme,
Empathy flows like a tranquil stream.

The battle waged, fierce within,
Vanity's empire, destined to dim,
The warriors fought, refusing to give in,
For the greater cause, they'd surely win.

In the final clash, a thunderous sound,
As Pride crumbled, falling to the ground,
A world reborn, with new hope found,
Where empathy takes its steadfast mound.

Oh, Death to Pride, a victory proclaimed,
A testament to humility untamed,
May this battle be forever named,
In the annals of virtues, highly acclaimed.

11/09/2023

Dream of me

Dream of me when all seems lost
For in my strides you find it is futile
Take what you can and be merry
For in this dream you can be married

Dream of me when time itself has forgot
For without wings you shall fly
Take my hand as we lay on the clouds
For in this dream we be completely;

Together in time, forever outside time
In the land of our make... A stolen piece of paradise.

06/09/2023

Catching faith

In the realm of dreams, where hope takes flight,
I embarked on a quest, to catch faith's light.
Through valleys deep and mountains high,
I sought the elusive, with a determined sigh.

With open arms, I embraced the unknown,
In search of a truth, that could be shown.
Through stormy seas and endless skies,
I chased the whispers, with eager eyes.

In the darkest nights, when doubts did creep,
I held onto courage, refusing to weep.
For faith, a flickering flame in my heart,
Guided my steps, never letting me depart.

I followed the trails of forgotten tales,
Through ancient forests and hidden trails.
In the laughter of children, I found a clue,
That faith resides in the pure and true.

In the gentle touch of a lover's hand,
I felt faith's presence, like shifting sand.
In the melodies of birds, singing free,
I caught a glimpse of faith's symphony.

Through the tears of a stranger, I understood,
That faith is found in acts of kindness, for good.
In the embrace of a friend, standing tall,
I caught faith's essence, in love's sweet call.

And as I journeyed, my spirit grew,
For faith is not something, one can pursue.
It's a dance with the universe, a cosmic play,
Where belief and trust, intertwine each day.

So, I caught faith not in a net or a snare,
But in moments of grace, beyond compare.
In the whispers of my soul, I found the key,
To catch faith's essence, and set it free.

06/09/2023

Skeleton king

From the shadows, where darkness prevails,
There dwells a king, whose story unveils.
A skeleton ruler, with a crown of bone,
A haunting presence, upon his throne.

His hollow eyes, devoid of life,
Hold secrets of a forgotten strife.
Once a mighty warrior, fierce and bold,
Now a skeletal figure, weathered and old.

His kingdom lies in eternal night,
Where moonbeams dance, casting eerie light.
Beneath the moon's gaze, his subjects roam,
Silent whispers echo, in their bone-clad home.

With bony fingers, he wields his might,
Commanding the spirits, in the dead of night.
His voice, a chilling wind, whispers dread,
As he rules over the land of the undead.

But deep within his skeletal frame,
Lies a heart that still remembers its flame.
A love lost in time, a tragic tale,
That turned his soul into a ghostly wail.

He longs for the touch of a warm embrace,
To feel alive, in this desolate space.
But destiny's cruel hand has dealt its blow,
And now he reigns, as the king of woe.

Yet, in his kingdom of eternal gloom,
There lies a beauty, beyond the tomb.
For even in death, life's essence remains,
A reminder that love forever sustains.

So, let us not fear this skeleton king,
For beneath his bones, a heart still sings.
In the depths of darkness, he finds his peace,
A ruler of shadows, his sorrows release.