inprinted-by me

Devoid of meaning
destructive time
meaning is gleaming
some sense from a rhyme
while others are teaming
burnt hearts with sublime
my meaning is dreaming
of times far past crime
insufficiency screaming
deficient of time
please tell me im breathing
please say this dreams mine

for i forgot..
that dreaming stops..
our bodys rot..
dissolve away,
into the ground
into a sound
a molecule.. remained
and inprinted on his face
patterned lace

for one last embrace

another moschops poem

Cover me in light grenades
Cover me in giin
Help me through these dark crusades
whilst we win, through life of sin

Cover me in therapy
With paracites and darts
slice me with the knie i free
we rejoiced as we ripped our hearts

Free me with insanity
Free me up with sin
Free my lost profanity
and follow me back..

Then begin

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a world so selfish and indiscreet

i start with structure
rhyme and poise
but heart meant composure
can remind us of noise
an outside enclosure
wind up toys..
board games boys and rhymes
that is a memory
a centenary
a reminder of times
where our employees became our friends
but where our democracy
became dictatorship again
a time of bureaucracy
peoples identities end

you know i had a thought
that we ought
to never forget
to stop these cycles
and never let
these cycles go round
and start again
but does a clock stop ticking? ..
i mean, what happens then.. ?

for good there must be bad
for happy, also sad
for calm there's also mad
for ungrateful there's always glad

perhaps (a friend suggested)
for all the ups there must be downs
for you know your hearts infectious
it sets out sparks
your actions mean to do good
for that you must be ill
but i mean i wonder what i should
do.. bring on a chill?
and is that how this cycle..
picks up and starts again?

the good are wronged
the bad get it good
the reversal is duel pronged
but equality should.. remain
disdain torture and pain
endured by the same
who want to fix
the world and its woes
but cant compose
or bring themselves to carry on
or complete
..this treat
for a world so selfish and indiscreet


original poemio by stephania moschopios battyman x

an eternal daydream may seem
a peaceful thought,
but i ask.. will it last?
...can one remain in that cast?
for me, stuck in this
i scream not dream
this nightmare engulfs me
serene between
life filled with anguish
hold on to my dream
of chaos and language
i long for extremes

(written by moschopio)

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