Even as our fingers overlap,Our cupid hearts also do.I'll complete the ritual when our lips blend!- The penlord.We danced to clear lyrics, But our hearts swayed in blur steps,And, our hands overlapped.We wrapped lips,Our body tied in the moment, With closed eyes, we bonded.This love ritual,Must we end to a dim world? Let our hands Overlap again and shoot our lips to blend.- O. Rammy.
I am black
I am black and proud But you are slack and insecureYou are weak as shit that's why my skin color threatens you and I can see through you.You find a way to feel secure by killing meYou abuse my rights because you want to prove superiority! You are scared as shit! I am black, I am proud and I ain't shit!©penlord
PENLORD: They say I'm so stubborn as a goat,wanting to tour the ends of my dreams like a ghost.ANIKEBELOVED: I am resilient.In my build-up, rest which ought to be learned has been lent.I prefer to get hit until I get it- to pay the price until I get the prize.PENLORD: Well, I'm going to jump over hurdles and fly without wings. Even though, I might fall through without cuddles and to the grave.I'll still go for what I love!ANIKEBELOVED: I hear them mocking me, But I have looked and I am so sure I can leap.They said I can't leap because I will slip.With their mouths will they shout greatest of all time when eventually I get over all tribulations.PENLORD: But if I eventually fall to my doom and my curiosities kill me, I'll be glad I followed my heart to the tomb.ANIKEBELOVED:: Curiosity kills the curious goat.Ayee! I will be willing to see my savior, Till then, I shall savor everything curiosity brings my way.
Courage ( Michael and Jessica)
Penlord: When I was younger my mother told me courage is to stand your ground and do what makes you happy...My father told me the stories of valiant men who had done things unspeakable and became warriors in our land.Jessica: Indeed, I grew to recite the wordsMy father said that day."Great men are courageous son, You are a great man." But am I really?Quavering over the news that the demons who took papa had arisen.Penlord: Though papa had told me to be courageous, I can't seem to find my strength...Mama has shown me to be strong for myself and family...But I can't seem to be, Will I ever be?Jessica: Now more than everWhen all eyes are on meWhen I must stand with my head held highOh! valor,Where art thou when I needest thee most.I thought we were friends,That you have taught me how together we will master the art-strength.But now, you sing no song of inspiring vigor in my earsPenlord: Strength now you must strengthen my arms...Now Courage you must wrap around my heart...I am most in need of you!Because today I am stepping into the darknessI am going into the wilderness to be the best. You must be my girdle! Please don't fail me...Jessica: And if you do fail meAnother solution always lies nearbyFor in as much as Father's words in my ears did ring alwaysMothers words also have I never forgottenDo what makes you happy, stand your ground for it tooYes, you'll know that what makes me happyIs to show Father's demonsThat I'm scared I'm scared but I won't let my fear be my undoingI will go on my way pretending to know not of its existenceYes, this will be my new courage.To smile and live even if the past knocks hard every day.Penlord: Yes, I'll live in ignorance...Hahaha, Ignorance of fear...I'm scared but I'll laugh at my fearsI'll laugh at the past that has imprisoned me...I'll find happiness in my fears and live to be the best...For mother also said to me one night, "Even when you fall, you are always my champion"
Letter to God
To the creator, Sir... I know you are the uncreated creator who created a creation that can create creative and beautiful things and you even made creatures with beautiful structures.Do you know there is a problem? The problem of creation started when you created a creature that can think!The creature is now creating creations that can destroy other creations, they are using their creative ability to uncreate your creations...There's a popular saying that the works of the Creator can never be destroyed. Well, your creations are doing their best to prove you wrong. Why don't you just rise and do something about it?Or your intention was to create creations who will eventually wipe themselves out? Please... Rise and Do something!From a concerned young man.©penlord
Worry not about this Dunya( earth) but akhirah( hereafter) because that will surely be our final abode.©Ummu Ayman
Walking aimlesslyDoing what I love doingIgnoring calls and alarmsWhisperings from my heartTo be careful and turn backTo walk as I shouldTo embrace my true selfTo become who I should beI refused, I'm afraid I'm afraid what I'll do to myselfWhat I'll becomeI'm scared of everythingMy gifts, my self, my strengthI might as well destroy the worldInstead of helping it.I'm scared of my powersI'm powerfully helpless.©penlord
I want to be why you work hard,I want to be your encouragement,I want to be your energy,I don’t want to be an obsession…I want to be the one who make you do the good things you do,I really don’t want to be the focal point in your life,All I want to be is the guy that makes you happy…I want to be a friend more than a loverThe one that listens to all your complainsYour happiness!©penlord
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SHE IS BEAUTIFUL
She is bold She is brave She is blessedShe is bright She is benevolentShe is blackShe is beautiful©racheal_is_my_name
The soldier triesTo close his eyesBut all he seesAre the facesOf those heStruck down The ones whoCouldn't live toSee another day.The soldier hearsThem screamingAt the burning pyresHe thinks ofThe womenWho became widowsAnd the children He made fatherlessWith one swingOf his silver sword.He was bornAnd is nowFighting in a warHe does notBelieve inFor a kingWho does notKnow his name.The soldier wondersIf it is worth itThe tragedy of killingIs a talentWrapped up inA vicious curseBut it is The only life He hasEver known.- AvitajHeavily inspired by Troy.@greypages_ @dopamine @nightwriter_i
Playthings of The Gods
We play with the toys the gods give us.- Odysseus, King of Ithaca
The devil does not come with pitchfork and hornsThe devil comes with laurels hiding a crown of thornsThe devil comes to you as your darkest desireThe deepest goals to which your wildest dreams aspireA small price is asked after something you wouldnt notice for thirty piecies of silver the devil offersBut that small thing will turn gold into yellow plasterIt will make pearls lose their luster You may get everything you ever wanted but a dance with the devil will last you foreverAnd rob you of everything worth living for©dominoeffect117