Be the lookfree mind

They look at you, for your color and rights
They care less, if you’re one of those sides
And you ask yourself if they look at hearts
Or they just prefer to keep on their barks

Never get your heart
Close to their darts
Leave them and start
denying this clart

try to tell them “we still match”
if they say “we should detach”
stay away and try to reach
the others with better speech

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Prison of Life

My siblings in humanity, don’t ever be fooled
By the seducing powers within this dying world
Don’t waste time consuming with heedless thought
What others spent years on to share with the rest
Others are trying, for how long have they fought
As if people don’t like others to get over the best

You need to use what you learnt to advance
We didn’t get brains just to waste them hence
That’s why, we should fix our paths and goals
And make sure we use time to help the ill
Act like ants and have affection for other souls
Thus make sure society remains still

The Misguiding Thought

[Non Freestyle]

You might keep thinking of the past
Careless  about  what happens now
Careful  to make  the memories last
You nearly sell your “see” for “saw”

But   how long  does  the  past  last
It  will  unexpectedly  goes  by fast
Buzzing  your ears,  to  think  of  it
If you choose not to return and sit

[Free style]

But what does the present hold?
But  the  unreal   human  “must”
What  next  should  not  be  sold
What for the ending now of lust

The   present   never   held  a “some”
This fictitious layer that humans love
The  future,  the  place  for  the  sum
This   blessing    is    that  to  think  of

Yawn

As you read this seemingly long sentence your eyes roll
You       my      brother,     you     start     feel    so     bored
As if you’re just mindlessly checking a poll
And      you      think       :      “Nothing new!”

Well I agree,  I try to   rhyme  the words  so hard
It   bores   me   to   find   what   logically  rhymes
But I care less because most things needs a start
Whether  long or short   that it  musn’t fall apart

And I care less, wheter people like
this poesy or want to  tear it  apart
After      all,      I      try        not    to    strike
A dead mountain which is useless to hike

But  you  think  no  way,
The  words  rhyme okay
I surely can’t coordinate
the words  unless vague

And now you think : oh no
His   words    start    to    go
Senseless      and      useless
And   of    almost   too   low

But   at   least,   if   you   read
All   the    way   to   this   part
You      show      know      that
We should stop wasting time

And we  must  start  to   think
To          end         this         link
Between us and wasting time

Better Rhymes

Never, should I think about
The remains of that sound
That beeped  in my ears

This long poetry of clouds
of turning in many rounds
Like spinning gears

Oh, and the sun rises
But then falls down
And the moon dissapears
Every round

But I’m happy, personally
I’m no more in clockwise rounds

Now the clock ticks differently
And that just sounds

Like amazing to my heart gone to sound.