Stop rape
Stop Rape
They say it is the devil,
The influence of alcohol and marijuana.
some claim it is the provocation of obscenity in womanhood’s dressing and Steps.
Yet they even devour on infants.
And sometimes animals.
Manhood has lost sanity.
Motherland once was merry.
Men’s hands only meant for an axe,
A hoe, and mostly for defense.
But not on this essence.
The “she”, is a prey,
And “he”, the scavenger.
What a disgrace.
Imagine it was your daughter,
Your mother or your wife.
Pinned to the ground while her middle carrying both pain and weight of the world.
What sin did womanhood commit that even a wail is given a deaf ear?
And effort clipped to the ground.
please put this madness to an end.
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Approximation horror
Approximation horror
Like a neck-thief, falling with razor-hands razor-sharp buttocks Death to the throbbing chambers of my heart; to discard the impending Execution and repeated daily for eternity In tomorrow, the trampling story will become more and more like a murderous hair! With the nauseating vomiting of vomiting in numbers like a hanging rag doll - on a strangling rope, I tension into the panties of the present moments and I can't understand: how far have I been able to survive when I needed Friends to help me with the laws of survival?
I am troubled and offended in the Present: Those who have made good jokes out of my peculiar eccentricity will carve me out because I will again hide from the target of their envious and petty eyes! "As a testifying fugitive, it was my scapegoat's sin to leave the brainwashed, burning lines early!" - In vain d...
Humans
People watching,
human behaviour,
a scene of variation,
Interesting a spectator,
conduct of behaviour,
human nature,
leaving out,
all the talk, of the,
tv or newspaper.
© 2020 Carol Natasha Diviney
Pure
Never turn your back,
on love or affection,
pure as the tears,
following rejection
Embrace don't turn,
In haste,
when pure love,
looks you in the face.
© 2020 Carol Natasha Diviney
Rainforest
Rainfall,
trees tall,
forest Ecosystem,
older than all
Lush, and warm
Trees buzzing with
life form,
this Amazon,
more important,
than the parcel form
Preserve, and,
keep drivers away,
with a horn, do not,
disturb, or disrupt
evergreen, and life form.
© 2020 Carol Natasha Diviney
MY MAMA
I am sorry my mama
For every evil i have done to you
I want to make you proud ma
And make sure i supply you with stew
Mom, believe every word i'll say
You are the best creature, from mom clay
Wronging you was my biggest mistake
And losing you will be my worse regret
That's why i pray for you daily
I pray for your presence and your healthy
I promise when i become wealthy
You"ll enjoy every pen i'll receive.
Oh! My mama...thank you
For your Love, kindness, and teachings
I have no idea how to appreciate you
I swear for you everyday i'll be praying
It has never flipped my mind
They day you defended me
While you knew the fault was mine
But you said it wasn't me
Ooh! My beautiful shepherd Mama..
Thank you for ...
Eccentric
Eccentric,
they say,
a fine line between,
genius, and madness,
what may
Albert Einstein,
they say
Monet gardens,
and estate paved
the way,
that recognises genius
In play
So they can take that,
and, move out of the way,
so genius can,
think, work, and, play,
creatively, filling their day.
© 2020 Carol Natasha Diviney
Warm Blanket
Let me hold you tight,
curled, and cuddled,
warm blanket,
so fluffy
so right,
Rock away all night
Curled together,
warm, and tight,
regressed,
womb feeling,
secure, and right.
© 2020 Carol Natasha Diviney
Waiting
I feel the coldness on my back.
I can see the sun over the hills.
I'm ready for that warm embrace on my face.
Morning time never disappoints.
Because it's always on point.
...Winter Cold
My baby's cold and I don't know why
Tears greet me in the morning
I turn my thoughts to the auburn sky
Paying no heed to the storms warning
Hard to sit on a day like this
My baby's brown cheeks gleaming
Raven hair in a tangled mess
Still she's the one I'm needing
Her cold front chills me to the bone
A winter of a lover
In her forest deep but not alone
She'll thaw me out come summer
When April's warmth changes the scenery
My baby's mood will blossom
Like daffodil's in early spring
As birds serenade their loved ones
Till that cold chill wind blows back around
My baby's mood remembered
Black raven hair with a chocolate frown
As we bundle up for winter
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