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Anthology of Poems (Joebliss)



BREAK THE SILENCE



Convictions of completion ABOUND
Dreams of hope awaken you all day with SMILE
But yourself you know keeps you ASTOUND
Do press up and fight the VILE

Fruitless miles past mayn't COUNT
Do you feel guilt and so you doubt your FUTURE
Still look up and never welcome DAUNT
And try to re-enable yourself as to AUGUR

Determine to shatter your LIMITS
And break the SILENCE
Look up for cheers and course from your HERMITS
Shun this reluctance it's a DETERRENCE

Turn against PROCRASTINATION
it's a grave SILENCE
Though misfortunes throw you into ABERRATION
Rise with firmness and storm the SILENCE
    →JOEBLISS


THE VOICE IN CAVE→JOEBLISS

This is the voice in CAVE
Whose innocence are knitted in DEPRAVE
Tears of negligence keep rolling in VAIN
Who'll save these doves in PAIN

They've all it takes to EVADE
But you fear if they'll in turn INVADE
So you waste their pleasures in THRASH
And still ready to address them with TRASH

You never told them their TRESPASS
But choose to bury these stars in MORASS
Please listen to these voices that cry in ALAS!
And suffer them to smile at LAST

This cave isn't meant for PRINCES
But for men with dark LENS
And now you place them in grave CONFINEMENT
Then still have yourselves in pleasure of COMPLACENT

The cave is an abode of SLAVES
But you've kept them here to be KNAVES
You've been in unity why this MAYHEM
Or it's just an inherent hostility against THEM

Try putting on this MASK
And see if you'll withstand the TASK
Then choose the best of your EXPERIENCE
But i suggest you allow them flee from this AMBIENCE

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 JOEBLISS

BE IN PEACE

Many a times it knocks on the brain to say WHY
Why this master have been so BIAS
Tears roll down always with SIGH
Take heart you under this master's BATTERS

Questions abound butBuere's no just answer to CONSOLE
Sleeplessness takes the place of REST
Broken hearts under the shackles of deadly CAJOLE
Bury your hope in optimism and look up for the BEST

Hold unto the courage of TIME
Never relent until you RETAIN
Though your rivers turn LIME
Do always conjure and SAIN

Wailing may  not WIPE
Do you feel dejected and so you can't see good PROWESS
Calm down and never appear in STRIP
But do smile and count on your FITNESS

Do suppress this strain if it be and face the FUTURE
Never nurture thoughts of course it can't ABET
But in peace and imbibe a true VIRTUE
Till you're made to see and CREATE
    
→JOEBLISS
Have you ever taken your time to ponder the nature of things,is this how things were? Or you've noticed a shift, what's your view?, this is mine!

SPEAK TO THE AGE→JOEBLISS
who knows this language
That could shorten this trudge
Let him call this Storm to serenity
Or see the sea turn bloody!

Speak against this path
Speak for the spurious aftermath
Try telling them they'll die
And see if they'll still sigh

Was this the culture of the past
Was this how they made it in vast
Why on the wrong track
Why not whack than crack

Where're these gods
That claim they've these guts
Come now and act
Guess your words are exact

Who knows the cause
Of these failed recourse
Who knows the way
Show a manhole against this waylay.

  ®joebliss
 ©20-2-2018

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