Life on earth Poems
Of Hope and Redemption. Pt 1
by Acuda Derick
OF HOPE AND REDEMPTION !
Part 1;
Hope, something that sits on the laps of very many yet very few actually live up to the hope they imagine.
Hope, some kind of a deficiency that keeps your mind in transcendence actually when the body ages away.
Hope, constantly feeding you invincible subtles of this world mumbling sweet nothings in full to your ear.
Hope, consisting of all shapes and traits like an amoeba constantly taking toll on the bearer like a leech not sure whether to continue sucking or to rest it’s acts.
Hope, amazingly never leaves without birthing a future stronghold act for the future. Thus REDEMPTION, an ultimate fixer of all it’s mother’s earthly distorts.
Of Hope and Redemption. Pt 2
by Acuda Derick
OF HOPE AND REDEMPTION.
Pt 2.
Redemption, picture a big brown Samoan wrestler with sweat rolling down on both cheeks, breathing hard like a Mexican bull parade awaiting to clear only and exactly what's in front, something shouts moral revenge.
Redemption, with memories of the past mistakes as crystal clear as the purest of stones. Seeking no strings to attach but to create and nurture for the best of the future.
Redemption, took years to purify and mold, underwent all processes of erosion and asking if it could undergo more to ascertain probabilities of no possible failure.
Redemption, choosing only those whom have gone through the deficiency of it's inefficient mother HOPE, there will be no time for imaginary nothingness but to put the last nail on it's mother's coffin.
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Of Hope and Redemption. Pt 2
by Acuda Derick
OF HOPE AND REDEMPTION.
Pt 2.
Redemption, picture a big brown Samoan wrestler with sweat rolling down on both cheeks, breathing hard like a Mexican bull parade awaiting to clear only and exactly what's in front, something shouts moral revenge.
Redemption, with memories of the past mistakes as crystal clear as the purest of stones. Seeking no strings to attach but to create and nurture for the best of the future.
Redemption, took years to purify and mold, underwent all processes of erosion and asking if it could undergo more to ascertain probabilities of no possible failure.
Redemption, choosing only those whom have gone through the deficiency of it's inefficient mother HOPE, there will be no time for imaginary nothingness but to put the last nail on it's mother's coffin.
......
Of Hope and Redemption. Pt 1
by Acuda Derick
OF HOPE AND REDEMPTION !
Part 1;
Hope, something that sits on the laps of very many yet very few actually live up to the hope they imagine.
Hope, some kind of a deficiency that keeps your mind in transcendence actually when the body ages away.
Hope, constantly feeding you invincible subtles of this world mumbling sweet nothings in full to your ear.
Hope, consisting of all shapes and traits like an amoeba constantly taking toll on the bearer like a leech not sure whether to continue sucking or to rest it’s acts.
Hope, amazingly never leaves without birthing a future stronghold act for the future. Thus REDEMPTION, an ultimate fixer of all it’s mother’s earthly distorts.
