Naked dice

Drunk poppets screaming
Cosmos of doubts,
literally asking about arrogance
Critisism falling back!
Rules fight for existence;
Morality in flow with moonlight.
Perception refined by greedy!
Looks like a naked dice;
Turning point in the flexible rise.

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Love me

I used to say it!
No one can hear that.
Only mummy says I love you as you're;
Smile told everyone who is broken inside.
My lips say if you leave yourself,
One day you'll find someone else!
And she said to you love me like you do.

Colourful breath

Battlefield of isolated mirage,
Demanding screams freed the captive selfishness.
Possessive voice felt myopic and redundant!
Vulnerable smiles grazing at confidence,
Footprints of stolen rights are already a part of justice
Phallacy vibes allowing them to have a dance in the dark
Bravery morals expect a definitive meanings.
Survival fears praying for splendid air,
Conditional ashes fell slowly like the colourful breath.
Concluding lines said
Merely a silent memory,
Sometimes it is good to be spectator.

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Flaming cards

Tracking info on the pebbles,
Shiny red dress in water layers!
Rooted stone like overwhelming.
Thunder hugging the clouds,
Insecure rains can't exhale!
Badness of rainbows searching for rhythms.
Sand compromised very proudly,
Air sake for sublimity.
Glimmer of light, feels the sensation of flaming card's.