Thursday, 17 March 2016

Title: Against a yellow cat



Title: Against a yellow cat

Old knuckles doth shake 

the hearty shark of browsers,
And the grey rat of bummer,
A loose goose is like 

a spite of trousers,
Without a tiny summer.
Against a yellow cat,
There once with a brief mat.


A sleek puppet chosen,
Do not stand at the 

creepy fella and christen,
He was ambrosian,
On the moat is a

place where I listen.

Who is that dawning 

like a human?
Look at the naked, 

new noose of shiny preachers,
But a brunette frill 

shoots with the cumin,
Those wet features.


i am a caregiver, 
someone who cares about u?
 i dont care about your
age, sex, or race, 

the drooliest would
judge you, by your face.

i had cried wishing
that your dreams are
all beautiful
in are own way
i'm all alone in 

a blender watch it spin
round like a kitten over
fields of white falling
like a bad day

the light of the sea.

please, dad oh please! 

one day to be 4-gotten
it's me again...
don't kiss a guy
without adult supervision. 

i didn't then i am like silk
put our thoughts too hard for
anyone else to think.


i wander from demention

to demention,
from world to world,
and find nothing

but an eerie
silence a
river of blood
still flowing
trickling down the
street across the snow.

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Poetry by Rev.Bola
{Feb.2016}
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