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D E T A C H M E N T (poem)
As the heart rips apart,The pain is excruciating,Cruelty moving through me,Poison that these scorpions donated to me made a home in me,Until my body produced antibodies,That discombobulated what was meant to block me from being alive,Grueling wars aching,Making me nauseated,Lost in a maze of hate from the ungrateful. The psyche getting beat repeatedly,Light depleting when…
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•MESSAGE AGAINST NEMESIS• – (spiritual poetic PSA)
I am a scribe who’s now thriving after years of surviving, Sharing knowledge to release you from being a carnal hostage,In this world there are…Phony hoes who wanna destroy those who awaken souls,Hoping that we get restless nights,Hoping that one day I’ll stop writing spoken words. Those attempting to hex me will only suffer worse…
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•E U L O G Y•
It’s time to bury’em,No need to dig graves,They already did,Thinking we’d fall in.But instead we ascend,As they descend into the trenches,That matches their stench,Of sulphuric acid and death. God gave us the gift of vision, to see through the facade of these frauds,Who tried to assault us during our walk,From a distance they look amicable,But…
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•R E V I V E D SKIES•
Metamorphosis,I been morphing into this,My senses heighten the more I,Elevate my mind,I never thought in my life,That I’d be so kind,The light from the Divine opened skies,Reviving me when I felt like dying,After all the poison I’ve been inflicted with,It was a choice of mine,To remain one of God’s children,Who’s been missingUntil I became fixed…
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•P S Y C H O T I C SPLIT•
“Some of us have been operating under a psychotic split to the mind.” Living under survival mode, For many years, it’s hard to break the mold, When constant shots to the spirit have caused you to split, into different bits that left blisters, As I witnessed the sinister ones snickering, at me for succeeding at…
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•N U M B•
Broken one becomes numb, Because of traumas, Multiplied by the times my heart was ripped apart, I didn’t want to feel again, so I’ll remove that sentimental shit from my head, And be cynical and stoic instead, Because that’s how you live without bouts of suicidal thoughts, Pain was always inevitable, Since before I was…
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•F L A S H B A C K S•
It’s been since 2009, since I lied in the dark hoping to die one day through hard liquor,From all the gaslighting, causing me to lose sight of the writing on the wall,Appalled by the actions of the fallen,Just when I thought I’ve gotten over it all,Flashbacks come back, to remind me of the past, that…
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•V I S I O N•
I realized I don’t need knives, My eyes pierce through you, Exposing the hoes behind the mask, The way you dress doesn’t impress me, It’s all about where your heart rests, Are you heartless? I’ll find this regardless of the honey that drips from your lips, They provoke a menace within faces that’s innocent, hoping…
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•S O L I T U D E•
Solitude is something I’m accustomed to, As intrusive thoughts make its way, Barricading the perimeter of my brain, Making itself home. Replaying the memories I dread, Until I mastered the art of harnessing, These seemingly harmless thoughts, Seamlessly, sleeplessness inspires what I write, Like right now, nocturnal turns all ideas into manifested concoctions, A perfect…
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“Voice Unheard” – Divine Lyricism In The Works
Currently, I’m working on this project, an album titled, “Voice Unheard.” Just a piece of a song I wrote called “Broken Record.” This is the last half of the 3rd verse.
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•RELEASE from BONDAGE•
Yeah, we’re all human, but we’re also spirit beings, Your soul is buried underneath the flesh, So deep you can’t even reach it. That’s why you feel empty, Until you starve the flesh cravings, then the spirit strengthens, Allowing you to gain control of your bodily autonomy, Spiritual lobotomy, Released from bondage, A carnal migrant,…
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•ME VERSES THE WORLD•
“What are these verses for?“ Me versus the world. Stone cold, but I remain warm, Keeping my peace hidden from the swarm of leeches, I’ve been warned to refrain from, Disdain painted across their faces as they see me making it without them, Without a handout I stand out, For as much as they put…
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•C O M P A S S I O N•
The intensity of energy sending tingling senses across the membrane, Immense anxiety tension, When I see their faces once again, Nostalgic memories that left stains, A menace to my brain, Had to train my train of thoughts, To stop bombarding me with negativity, That causes my spirit to bleed, My amygdala has no time to…
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•A V O I D A N T•
The eccentric loner hones in on the creative gifts they were born with, Despite being torn from past disappointments, Though it may be hard to cope, scoping on the possibility of hope, Social anxiety comes knocking on our door, Me against the world, Overthinking paranoia, Unseen toxic ammonia, Clouding our perception of reality, As we…
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•You’re Against All Odds•
By doing something oddly different, out of the ordinary, Only you hold the keys to this honorary door, When you come up,The same ones who ignored you will wanna get to know you, The majority of people are phony, This gift was given to uplift the hearts of the forgotten, The ones who were told…
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•C O C O O N•
Moonlit skies dyes the clouds indigo, When your mind is inclined to dig gold, Yearning to unearth the gems stuck within, ‘Til it gets struck, no more living in the rough. Do we have to be broken to be made whole? How else can we see within the crevice if it weren’t for the breaking…
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•When Darkness Once Brewed Within•
“I was approaching closely toward the burning furnace, I could feel the heat come near me, making me weary, but it couldn’t burn me. A power of a higher source saved me from the fiery trial, (not guilty!) And openned the doors and propelled me into the royal blue sky.” I remember the days when…
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•10 Y E A R S A g o…•
If you were to t a k e a look through m y e y e s, 10 years ago,You’d notice a lack of glow,As the negativity seeds have been sown,Forlorn and torn,From a young age, couldn’t contain much rage, Nihilistic perspective, didn’t care about the future, because it’s bleak anyway,Energy leeches almost everywhere, trying…
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•Spiritual S H I N O B I•
As we walk in this world, we are, Spiritual Shinobi. People treading on me like they know me, Expecting an aggressive reaction like they owe me, Or for me to cry like “woe is me?” What can I do without my power? Must I depend on a coward whom I once admired in my naivete…
Power Of The Mind – Spiritual Samurai Writes
Scribe Prescribing Healing doses of ●Poetry ●Prose ●Truth Spoken
Power Of The Mind - Spiritual Samurai Writes 