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My Barrel

“Explosions & explosives
Forget & forgive them
Put an end & archive it”…
… Is what I hear when I said it
Simply don’t IM me coz here I M standing

So you think I’m looking daggers?
Would boil everything til it vapours
Then you didn’t get it right
It was never about the fight

If I did not fire it out
It would’ve burnt me inside out
Now don’t even try to get me wrong
I didn’t fire to burn them down

But if you want me to pretend
Everything is simply perfect ten
Then let’s live the fake lives
Live the lie & put on the smiles

So should I now start to think?
Before the paper gets my ink
But then it won’t be the same
I don’t believe in prefab frame

If I can’t see myself in my eyes
What’s the point of sun & sky?
That stone in the ocean is an average five
But it still lives its purest life

Why to live the life from the shallow?
When the bones are full of marrow
You see, life is everything but narrow
Here I am spreading the ink from my barrel

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The Slate

Original poetry

Staring at this empty slate
Want to scribble my current stat
But heart isn’t ready
Mind is talking crazy
Simply can’t breathe
And on top, am about to scream
Want to break that screen
Why do I feel so aggressive?
Or am I simply possessive?
But I know am worked up & explosive

This noise in my head
Want me to seriously shed
The ray of blood shade
And the desire to spread
The infectious lead
But it ain’t make no sense
So I try to take a nap
But thoughts make me react
The role I then enact
The throbbing in my chest
As if I’m on this unending chase
Don’t know where it would take
I feel my life’s on stake
My whole body starts to shake
Grass is full of deadly snakes

But is it all in my head?
My mind’s playing brain dead
So I take the knife in my hand
To cut this inner pain
In a hope to retain
The things I lost back then
But what would I really gain?
It’s not like I had the holy grail
Would I still give a damn?
To build that shattered old dam

It’s not really a simple game
When you ain’t snipers aim
You’ve been living in shallow fame
The stories you surely did tell
I’ll erase it one day from your slate
You see our talents are innate
But I don’t believe in checkmate
It’s not the way I want to relate
Coz your inside is so cheap
Have you ever tried to dig deep?
Sometimes I feel you a creep
And then you say, I am so freak
But should I be up the creek?
It all makes me question & think
While my eyes stop to blink
What’s the point of bonds & links?
Am I imprisoned in me with those links?
Why my world seems to shrink?

But then I see a little lively bird
Flying high in clear sky with no dirt
It lives in now & with no hurt
The pain disappears with a single sigh
The deeper calling to fly high
The eyes deep ocean in true joy
The feeling is beautiful & so divine
The sun has been shining very bright
I think I’ve got it somewhat right
The pure moment without that knife
The pieces of puzzle, I mean this life
The mountains, I feel I can climb
You see, this ain’t just a rhyme
It’s a story of my inner fight
But now it’s time to clean my slate
And go to bed before it gets too late

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Fading bonds

Original poetry

It’s time to unfold the untold story
Everything appears so green from your storey
If you dare come down from the cloud fake glory
You would see the red drops cover ground gory

Now get ready to smell some indecent scent I prepared
It would shake you to show the things you did back then
You were that big bro who weren’t really ever present
All you cared was percent & some extra cents
Did you ever care of the li’l one that love (God) sent?
It didn’t matter how far & how you lived back then
If you could simply unfold your arm & extend
But you would never feel her sorrow & the pain she felt
So here I stand & spread the ink to paint this picture
Sensing it’ll one day make a deep & permanent imprint in you

You & I belong to the same old family
But could you first explain this term we call family?
Where the bills mattered more than the family bonds
You didn’t even hesitate taking your siblings’ funds
As if your own big plate wasn’t full enough
All you cared was to stuff the greens under the rug
I can still see that picture where you played that thug
“Feed the greed” was indeed what you did
But no complaint ever, her lips were always sealed
And then you say blood relations matter the most, huh?

You see, family is simply a useless tag
If you demote the love & emote, then what is left?
But one day you would realize, you did make some bad choices
When karma would hit you & won’t make no noise
“What you sow is what you reap” can’t be denied
You still have some time to make it right
But oh no, it’s too late coz your li’l sis ain’t alive

And before I go, hear this one last thing
If you did not live & if you did not mean
Then why the stories & why you pretend?
Live from your heart & love from there
This is the beginning of the very end

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