SapphtrixPoems

S💎a💎p💎p💎h💎i💎r💎e💎  A crown prince...  A crown priest... But a crown beast... shouldnt seasons always reveal this weird priest? who has got many lured into the most deceptive temple .  With a roaring voice upon hills and valleys he calls Looking seeming soft and tender , but right inside boils this springs of fury .many followed,I called folly Into.this temple where no quietness reign, yet,boldly written...serve, the law but not all.an inscription far from  my birth temple,serve the Lord, not the norm. Principles I live by now fumes smokes of thoughtful questions ,now I beg for answer to  some questions so cumbersome.  How do the full suddenly become empty. How do men exchange wisdom for folly How do men openly sold  out countless treasure for bounties of vanity.  How do men joyfully run out of ultimate brightness into utter darkness.  This crown prince who strip you of purity and sanity...I desire to eternally castrate Hmmm ,here am I...

 S💎a💎p💎p💎h💎i💎r💎e💎 Calvary my caravan.! In you mighties, were made In you wanderers,found a stay  In you,feeble me,found  strength In you, hopeless me,found faith  In you ,I first lift my cross.  Calvary! my  sailing vessel! In you,the captain,me, was made In you,I found my anchor From raging tempest I found, stilled peace Afloat you made me stay,even upon stormy seas. Calvary!my threshing floor! From you have flown my new wine From you,oh calvary! Tares in me were sifted to be burnt The wheat in me were gathered,to the barn Calvary! my  spiritual forge! The iron me, were Beating ,bent and casted into a warrior tools The very place where my swords were made and sharpened Where bows were made of me as a shield . Where I met my divine blacksmither  Calvary! my Potter! Ruddy and cruddy I looked Shoked with life's pebbles and bruttles. He picked up! His hands mashed this mirey me He, Sieved me,and made me a fine clay. I became smooth and my col...

 S💎a 💎p 💎p💎h 💎i💎r 💎e 💎 Now,we have learnt to squat,jump,run and even fly,yet are we stranded somewhere  in a crazy world...where no one cares to fear the law,not even the Lord! There is a bitch on the street,yet you teach not the norm,but stick to get of her warmth! There is a thief ,in the creek ,who took the risk to steal,for his dear need,yet you dare beat to bleed! There is he who roams the street with great intellect, yet you strictly deny a  seat!,what is rightfully his ? If I gat a gun , don't be amazed, have gat not just one to give an head shot but more ,of these ones... Whose pen silently steal, zeros upon zeros until they became sudden heros! whose protune belly, are the nations reservoir and secrete stores!Whose mouth voracious swallows nation's cake! Lousy Patriots, seeming pious, who are ordained not by pulpit but by hunger to preach ,are now culprit,who prey on their victim... for  filthy lucre. Yet call it victory  It is a necessary evil,...

S💎a💎p💎p💎h💎i💎r💎e💎  Day-light robbers! has invaded our peace right under our noses...we had reverend their cloaks but now, no more! This Hoodlums! had bruised our kneels,broken our limbs,the innocent are held at gun points, tortured without measure,faces, massaged with hands trained to hold guns,pounded our dignity and integrity with bludgeons! our loyalty, they tore apart!Made our blood, fugitives in our own soil.  A pandemic of our time!I could only wonder! How  a leader manage to seat in silence with folded arms,while their dogs bark and bite!   This miscreants! in jackets...has usurp every penny in our pockets, piece by pieces,and we are no longer at ease...  we need not just, ease...we need justice! please end sars...end scars S💎a 💎p 💎p💎h💎i💎r💎e 💎

  S💎a💎p💎p💎h💎i💎r💎e💎 I have seen tables... yet I had sat on tables...but for this one, that is dressed like a stable ,I refuse to eat!for it is formidable!  My heart bleeds to reveal this,even more comfortably, that the evil, men do,lies on their tables.watch them! eat men like meals  as they seat round that heinous table,  Achievements,downfalls, lifestyles and characters are  their favourite recipes They cherish not trust but stinking gist... the next meal on their menu list to be served, on this tables,had many eaten ,and notes upon tombs written Tables! filled with nothing but staled meals,watch them dish out mixture of outdated and irrelevant gist, as one does with different fruits.... only to get a sweet sour flavour. Gossipers....perfect and law-abiding beings that ever exist with a deformed sight that seems not to overlook flaws but seize such fault to cause a fall  Unsatisfied mice... with untamed tongues, who greedily lick up every damned me...

 S💎a💎p💎p💎h💎i💎r💎e💎 Her soul was a gold mine,yet all you saw a field upon which you plays a perfect game of pretence! You scored no goal, but broke her only goldpole while you dribble your way into her life... Her soul was a cabaret  where worthy minners could  get a cool ,yet all you saw was fresh field,the goat in you greedily grazed Wonder how a   pre-inn-tender ,became a pre-ill-tender? He walked so close in guise of being a friend, like a tree confronted with motion runs so close only to get a  perfect stab...knowing her blood profited nothing ..I bid your legs! cry for mercy.! He stretch forth his hands just as a  fetcher reaches for water in  a well..with all confidence... Only to let her down... knowing he was never the pull she needs...bid your hands wail for mercy! He paid the visit quite often, while she lay in great pain yet his voice bring no comfort!!  Rather,he felt , waiting at the gate to receive her last breathe was th...

     S 💎a 💎p 💎p 💎h 💎i 💎r 💎e 💎 The choirs I never invited!That pays me visit at night , sang hymns, horrible ones that woke me into anger! I had begged my ears to go deaf for your songs which I never awarded!, awkward voices! annonces the arrival of a thinylegged being...  It has draw me not to rest but with a shape miserable teeth,has bore holes to extract my precious resource! And infitrate my purity! A restless and merciless worker indeed...has planned for a future without a span! No wonder!,he made a vow to have me ,when I become weak And when my subconscious chose to revenge,my hands had become my own foe...that beats me harder yet crush not this minget! Though,I sort refuge, away from this ministers that sings not peace...yet right there ,they wage war...against my night  Now I will uncover  their secret dids , him and his members...I will not be afraid to raid his dwellings! With insect-inside! For his voice isn't a 'must keep tone's  As ...