Change

In your moment of doubt

The thought of change floats

waving across your mind

caressing your mind's temporary fever.

Feeling so stress

you weigh your options,

Is change all that wrong?

Can we ever really change,

sad to say,

I believe we can. 

Freestyle

If the rain could sing a millions songs
And the Sun could heal a million hurts
The stars could kiss a thousand good night
and life was close to almost perfect
would we still appreciate what we have?

Timeless

Seeing through the timelessness, A vortex of wondering clocks Pace back and forth, The hands long, There reach short, Accuracy thin,

the battle... forever Tell me... If my life is long Won't i be less than even a faction of timelessness.....

So tell me, What's the sense.

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Weeping Petals

In the garden of Gardens

In the blooming Sun

Under the guide of the balmy autumn breeze

Under the mercy of its dull silence

A stem dances,

A flower moans,

The fluids in her veins slowly past,

The fluids bled through her skin

 

Her colour lost in the depression

Her face peels 

Her beauty turns the victim-- mutilated,

Until she was nothing.

Procrastination

Pause,
Give me a second,
Let me look at this, I need to do that,
I have time.
Time?
Something so valuable?
Can someone have time?
No my dear, 
Time is an independent god,
no one rules this essence, time watches,
Time waits, he doesn’t not pause,
he consumes, flowing endlessly.
So take a pause,
He’ll give an hour, or a day,
Look at that or this whatever you choose,
Do what you must
but you don’t have time. . .

Sin By Chenson Bennett

Roses are red, Violets are blue,
This black rain falls on me
is as thick as dew,
And it washed my soul
Black as leaves little space for blue,

I’m so confused

Greed,
Lust,
Defiance,
 has trapped me in this vice,
Hope,
repentance,
Purity,
melts of the surface of my skin,

Who am I again?

When the angels sing my ears are plugged,
When the demons screech I hear,
When my father speaks
I feel guilty,
When the diamond glimmer,

My eyes turn gold,

Am I a shell of dust now
am I?

Can some save me?

My eyes bleed as I look to the skies,
My body becomes numb,
My heart becomes silent
and my body becomes dust.
Just as I feared, my riches will stay
now I am gone . . .
because the wages of sin is
Death.

Act Seven

“Thou shalt not commit adultery.”

She left his bed and came to mine

She licked my ears and whispered after removing the ring from her finger,

“Find my weak spot and let’s fuck till the sun rises”,

She’s a freak, she’s a demon, 

She’s a witch-- but I like her,

She bites my neck,

She tears my flesh,

She bites her lips and she begs for more,

Our bodies get heated, 

A room filled with heavy breathing,

She calls my name,

I guess I’m achieving,

We’re not friends but this is our hello,

This is our goodbye,

Fuck till the day lights,

Fuck to fill the lust,

This is no romance, just a touch of the G-spot,

Just a pinch of the nipple,

and a caressing of the body,

A tremble of faith,

A vibration of pain,

and  moaning of satisfaction,

She turns around slow and take it deep inside,

Damn, I love this chick,

She screams my name,

And cools her body with a blushed cum,

Then I cum– and her day is lit.