ArtsAutosBooksBusinessEducationEntertainmentFamilyFashionFoodGamesGenderHealthHolidaysHomeHubPagesPersonal FinancePetsPoliticsReligionSportsTechnologyTravel

Phonetic Rage

Updated on December 18, 2016
Photo by BreakingTheWalls
Photo by BreakingTheWalls | Source

A silent desperation

in an endless flight

and all the fumes blaze

in my head

upon infinite melancholy

intertwined with bliss.

Political intervention

upon my home land

and all the roots engraved

in my head

with forlorn-enveloped thoughts

with no flux.

A wilted skin on this rock I’ll be

defying the vigorous prophecy

that our pugnacious predecessors

implemented.

It’s a dope-death-defying-rattle-your-ass show

and all our leaders will mummify

those dirty philanderers-rippers

with fake morals.

Like Lucifer and Gabriel

I will serve my role

even if there is no murder or love

or no ken.

Kinetic energy I’ll be

and loving rage phonetics I’ll sing

upon the delusions of grandeur

until my breathless unknown days.

Check out cool poetry book!

Comments

    0 of 8192 characters used
    Post Comment

    No comments yet.

    Click to Rate This Article