In the face of great adversity and strife we are often tried. We may be led to think of our dreams as unfathomable realities—-but we dare say ..challenge this belief and keep reaching for those dreams. We give you residuum….
Dismembered souls
Caged in a fire breathing furnace
Of wistful intentions
Unfulfilled realities
Scattered dreams
Goals failed to be reached
Murdered ambitions
Torturous memories
Frail emotions
Hovered and toyed
Played like a fiddlers tune
Rejected before deployed
….all this, the remains of a life built on opportunistic dreams never seen to fruition
SpillingInk(M.S & G.L)
A truly heart moving piece that certainly does justice to its name. Take a moment and not just read but feel these words : Tremors by SpillingInk, O.J
Before dusk greeted dawn
Their words collided midair
Erupting into a roll of angry thunder
Shattering silence.
Demolishing peace.
Freshly sharpened chisels
Disguised as accusations
Chipped away at his frozen heart.
The ground shook beneath my feet.
These human tremors causing earth like quakes
Spun my world upside down.
Behind the fermenting liquor
There was a whiff of sacrilege
In the stench of his breath
Hidden among his countless excuses
Weaved into every word
Strung into every lie
She could tell…
She had been here before
Heard his elaborate alcohol bolstered stories
And for a time she believed him
Simply allowed herself to accept
That she, was not enough…
But this argument was different
Clear as the morning sun creeping its way into the room
Replaying his very actions
She had had enough of him
And would no longer be the addendum
To the life he trailed at the bottom of a bottle
Or between ever soiled sheets
Paid for by the sweat of her back
Yet I could only sit there
Unhelpful in my then lack of understanding
Because mommy and daddy needed to talk
And I was told not to move.
©SpillingInk(O.J)
The ghost is sleeping
Healing, Seething
Became the person he never seem coming
Woke up from his dream
Because he believed in something
Caught up in between
Real and wanting
Need, simply wanting nothing
But is he to just put down green and live
for others
Give up the greed and show his brothers
How to succeed
Be free
True meaning of sentient being
©SpillingInk(M.S)
Serious Shit 2 –and so it continues.
I’ve wrote this line
This verse
This page
This chapter
This book
A million times
And each time,
No matter the time
How I rhyme
Tales of different crime
And manipulated vibes
I… Sigh
You see…
We live in a world where
Motivation comes from good or bad
Where.. killing a man is a fad
And no one wants to stand up
Lift their hands to relieve the sad
You see…
We live in a world where
Men are considered dogs
Where…simply because you the son of what they call scum
You’re simple nothing
Even though your life hasn’t begun
You see…
We live in a world
And that’s where the problem begins
A world of sin
Violence,
Dreams,
Assorted beliefs
Clenched teeth
Scared of which you’ll be
So we begin by…
Writing this line
this verse
This page
This chapter
This book
A million times
And each time….
I end up with the same answer…
LIFE.
Spilling Ink (M.S)
The Spilling Ink 