Exclusive Ink

Category: Poetry

  • DROPPING WORDS, EDUCATIONAL WARFARE

    by ERIC

    Lethal injection
    Sharp minds
    Cause mental dissection
    Of the past way
    Of educational warfare technician
    Intelligence is decapitated and split again
    Cleavers towards the heads of thought
    Bullets and Uncle Sam are thrown onto tables in classes
    Seek peace
    When war was so ever sought
    To happen
    Nuclear bombs replace m-80’s as fatal attractions
    Videogames transition into live grenades
    A magnet in the circular office is cause for the action
    Tragedies tragic
    Middle Eastern remains scattered
    Whatever matters
    The troops are sent into
    They are trained to handle
    The media devours
    Slinging propaganda
    In hours
    Kill an insurgent
    Take a non-threatening wound
    Exclaiming that something to be proud of
    Twin towers turned powder
    Oil the source of power
    Burning currency
    Purging into a state of the quiet man
    To become louder
    Leaving the defenseless without umbrellas
    Unable to deflect the chemical showers

  • CHANGE FOR CHANGE

    by ERIC

    Swift famine
    Wrath from lack of education
    Streak through the barrels of handheld cannons
    To riddle bodies
    With the unease of poverty
    Till the last malnourished is standing
    Severely outlandish
    Severed portions
    Unmorally granted
    Embracing heaven
    The arms of the angels
    Remain not tangent
    The charities take on responsibility for change
    Asking for change
    The range of difference
    Is vaguely explained

  • A CRUSH

    by DAIZJHA

    A wise woman once told me that love shouldn’t hurt.
    But every time I fall in love I am devastatingly crushed.
    Guess that’s why it’s called a crush.
    A crush is someone that seems so close but oh so far away.
    A love is someone you know is always going to be there.
    A crush turns you into someone else.
    A love is someone you can be real and weirdly you with.
    You may be in ‘‘love’’ but it’s just a crush if they don’t feel the same way too.

  • LET IT BE KNOWN

    by PAULA

    Let it be known
    Where I come from,
    Who I am.
    Let the rain fall
    Slowly on my head.
    Let my dreams begin.
    Pretend these words are nothing
    But a mentor,
    A foreshadowing to the game.
    Close your eyes.
    Tonight’s all we’re given,
    Let’s hope it’s never the same.
    Choices determine our voices.
    Our answers determine our prayers.
    I wonder, has anyone ever told you
    Life’s not completely fair?
    The sleepless nights,
    The petty fights,
    The lies,
    The tries…
    They all…
    They all slap us on the cheek. They bring us to our knees
    And watch us through the fall.
    It feels as if I’m stuck in the middle
    And I don’t know which side to chase.
    My question is-
    Why should I be made to choose a side in the first place?

  • THE UNEXPECTED

    by MARCHE

    This way I’m feeling inside, it’s insane
    It’s like I can feel it through my vein
    Never new someone could feel so much pain
    My head hurts so bad I can’t think
    “Do you know my name?”
    The sound of loud noises, like animals in the jungle
    Do you know this is a BIG struggle?
    Trying to stay focused
    But I’m weak, feeling no muscles
    Out of control, I can’t take it,
    The way I feel, I can’t make it
    HAIR LOSS, WEIGHT LOSS
    Looking for brighter days, none giving
    Why do I live with this strange feeling?
    I’m looking for my life, but it’s been taken…
    Friends, family
    They’re all gone, they think I’m crazy, so they left me alone…
    Looking at my reflection, I bite my nails
    I’m scared of my reflection. Can’t you tell?
    You talk about me I’M SCREAMING HELP ME OR GO TO HELL!
    Hiding up against the wall, don’t know what’s going on at all.
    Asking God forgiveness, but I’m scared. Am I ready to change?
    Cause what I’m putting in my vein is making me insane
    It’s like milk to a newborn baby. So good I grip it when it’s given.
    Legs shake words unsaid,
    One day I was so gone, I could believe I was dead.
    These crazy thoughts going through my head
    I cut my arms to relieve the pain, it reminds me of water that goes down the drain
    I’m trapped in this body I never wanted.
    Sometimes, I believe I feel haunted, walking in the room, I feel eyes stare…
    They say God’s a MIRACLE BUT HE’S NOT HERE…
    How do I stop these bloody tears?