We are but a spec
Small undescript grain of sand
Blown by the winds of change
Tumbling along with the masses
Tightly packaged and ensnared
Bursting with life but never freed
This is our lot without choice
Dunes amassed with time
Shifted by social winds
We the grains that build the dunes
As society wains under pressures of state
We are but a grain of sand
Posts Tagged ‘social’
Grain of sand
Posted: June 6, 2016 in RandomTags: deligations, democracy, dictatorship, governance, harried, humanity, life, marred, parity, placed, shoved, simulation, social, socialism, tossed, trudgery
We the survivors
Posted: March 28, 2016 in RandomTags: abuse, abusive, anguish, battered, broken, Bullying, carelessness, confusion, dark, dipressed, dipressive, disabled, discriptive, eneptness, external, Fear, fighting, fraught, harshness, hatred, internal, lost, marked, melined, mental, mentality, misconstrued, misrepresentation, oral, physical, physicality, racial, religious, scarred, social, stress, torture, turmoil, unclear, unknown, unnecessary, verbal
Head held high
Eyes looking forward
Striding through life
Clearing all hurdles
Breaking down walls
Battling foes
Bannishing darkness where ever it grows
The guiding light and warrior brave
The meek and mild servant
Who journey along
This is not bravery
Only the fight
That burns deep inside me
Producing the power of right
Through Turmoils and pains
Growing ever stronger
Live in the shadows no way any longer
These choices are hard
But critical to all for we are survivors
That battle away
For fairer and brighter days for all
Rise
Posted: January 8, 2016 in RandomTags: challange, dailly, dedicate, dedicated, dedication, desicive, device, enbattle, enbattlement, evil, fight, hatred, incontestable, journey, kick, presumed, presumption, punch, retaliation, social, society, war
I rise
New and refreshed
Dailly construction undergone
Fresh in formats installed
Routes and changes
Marked and imprinted
My journey continues forth with
The darkness
Attempts to pull
Compressing virtues
Diminishing worth
Covering all in black mirk
Visions impairments it’s satisfaction
All routes it barrakades
Evil posted on every corner
It’s demonic soul bears faster
The power of souls charged
Pace by pace
I stride with confidance
Enpowered and rich
No matter my look
The scars I carry
Both physical and mental
These do not define me
They make me the richest man alive
Free fom societies constraints
Emblazing my own path
Victory is always going to be mine
No matter how hard
His form is many
It’s all in the eyes
Shadow like shape shifting
Indaviduals scattered asunder
Each and every personage
Carries his being
Power of the indaviduals soul
Contains this power
The weekest however
Are consumed by him
Transgression after transgressions
They are blackened
Becoming the foil of evils worth
Over the hills
Climbing mountains
I acheive by every step
The worth and pride rise higher
Forsake all those that doubt
Lay waste to those that don’t support
Only carry the positive nurturing aid
Friends and family true
Assist with the power of one
It’s not the time
But the journey that defines
Not the task
But the persistence to acheive
Evil does not have that energy
Blinding it and diminishing choice
Light surges through our viens
Allowing acheivements too glow
Empowering us through life
My shroud
Posted: September 1, 2015 in RandomTags: acceptance, causes, cloak, depressive, expected, feelings, hidden, reality, social, society
Why can’t they see
The feelings within me
Dragging me down
Forcing my frown
The depressive shackles
Binding me to my cell
The shroud that masks
With the painted face
Pride of smile
Strength of grace
Draped strong over this
Deshevald dull existence
Fate of sociality
Mentality twists
Posted: January 2, 2015 in RandomTags: acceptances, allowance, awareness, compulsion, concept, ideals, perfection, selective, social, sypher, thought, understand
Biometric circumference
Neural pathways flooded
Infomative image collectability
Transitional sectors abound
Do we see what is real
Are we deceaved by perceptions
Does our brain sypher correctly
The visualality thrust apon it’s fibres Sociality and expectations of status
Exudes pressures untold upon self
Escapism saught to atain enlightenment
Virtual fractures free us
Or ecompass the bars that entrap
Are we truly ever free
Screaming
Posted: September 10, 2014 in RandomTags: bottom, confirmation, darkness, death, depresive, dipression, ending, Fear, humanity, lonely, low, manic, mental, poem, poetry, sacrafice, social, society, suicidal, suicide, turmoil, unknown
In dispares lap we nestle alone and confronted by fears
Mists of regret and confussion engulf or sanctity within
Wracked with pain,longing and turmoil we search for freedoms gate
Seeking help from all sources we scream as loud as we can
The dipressions fog mutes any sound ommitted from our soul
Seperation from humanity takes a stranglehold of lifes energy
Drained and nulified we limply slump deeper into solitudes dipressiveness
The costumes and masks we wear dipict serenity and happiness
Confusing and deceptive windows that society sees through
Thoughts of the end and journey too peace fill our heads
Knives in hands and nooses around necks we fill contemplations cup
Taking pills from the cupboard we count and watch
Dark mired soulless vessel dipicting the light sincere loathing of self
Nobody comes the assistance required invisible and gone
What can we do but sit here and scream louder and louder
Then silence falls deafening and final
is this how it ends alone and dark
Living
Conseptuality provocations
Intreuged by phlosophies taught
Mired by misconseptual ingnorances
Passed from ages that fear the unknown
Social impropriety and disfunctionality Consuming selfworth and faithfulness
Selected for differances built in
Non chosen imperfections of normality
Force fed by tyranical presses
Expert led idealisms of margonalisms
The selective nature of others
Choosing the direction of progression
You are what you are taught too be
Indavidualism is intrepid musfortune
Be mechinised in moulded mirth
For acceptance sake and ease of part
Who dares to buck trends
30 Shot Recipe’s
Posted: May 6, 2014 in RandomTags: alchol, bar, club, cocktail, enjoy, home, mini, night out, social, tipple, weekend
As we search for our favored tipple on a night out, Cocktails and Shots become more appealing.
The array of mixes, colors and other combinations grab our imagination and draw us closer.
(Here are 30 Shot recipes you might not have tried)