Subverted By Joy!

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Oh pick, pick, pick another!
My choice has now exchanged its robe!
Call the others! Let us scatter and gather!

Deep can dig but shallow harder
The whisper is louder closer to the lobe
Oh pick, pick, pick another!

Did joy accept what she didn’t order?
The extra tags that own the wardrobe?
Call the others! Let us scatter and gather!

A missing seed and a found father!
The court didn’t even need to probe!
Oh pick, pick, pick another!

He made the knot, the tip tied tougher!
Oh please release with ease the rope!
Call the others! Let us scatter and gather!

If joy comforts let her meet my mother
For both would need not help to cope
Oh pick, pick, pick another!
Call the others! Let us scatter and gather!-Leon
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Plagued by reason and by sight
Yet through dark visions around me
Joys set in like the night

It leads me by perfumed hand so I walk right
Midst deep pits of drudgery
Plagued by reason and by sight

Analysis, paralysis lose their bite
When eyes are opened I truly see
Joys set in like the night

Through mounting promise of dark night
Where Dusk’s grasp once held me
Plagued by reason and by sight

Without a front on which to fight
Quiet, incipient, underneath, see
Joys set in like the night

In mists of doubt child-like delight
Arrests and cordons me
Plagued by reason and by sight
Joys set in like the night. -Seun
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Know that rains poured and they weren’t smiles
quirkily rippling my downcast hill
On a Tuesday, ungathered with files.

I fell for white margins laid in piles
little did I know it was for a kill,
know that rains poured and they weren’t smiles

My tears are soft not of crocodiles
if they pour, rivers shall be my will
On a Tuesday, ungathered with files.

I don’t want grovelling in lame aisles
just take my page and make it fill.
know that rains poured and they weren’t smiles

Untie those days, let the nuts tie tiles
so I dig out the salt of that pill
On a Tuesday ungathered with files.

I have written words on textiles
I have stamped with my seal
know that rains poured and they weren’t smiles.
On a Tuesday ungathered with files – Rudolph
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This road used to be smooth before the rift
It used to promise a kiss like a lady’s magic lipstick
But that’s when the sun was robbed of its gift

She was almost at the summit before the drift
The build up was slow but the fall was quick
This road used to be smooth before the rift

Joy is a toddler but grieve is swift
Blistered hands trembling to lay the last brick
But that’s when the sun was robbed of its gift

The weighty sack of yesterdays she had to lift
Patiently, with too many sores to lick
This road was smooth before the rift

There were precarious options to sift
There were many spiky obstacles to kick
But that’s when the sun was robbed of its gift

To joy, grieve is a nift
One to make you whole, the other to make you sick
This road was smooth before the rift
But that’s when the sun was robbed of its gift. Tee2emm

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