#NoPoo Book 1     An ode to Gabriel

Another collection of thoughts

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sneezed in the post office
might as well have pulled a cord
for all the eyes which flashed a terror

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There's a train leaving town
wont  have to worry bout nuthin
no more, be sure you're holdin'
the right ticket


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It's good to see you, my friend
have you any idea what's happenin'
I'm really struggling with the whole thing


#NoPoo

lepperochan said:Another collection of thoughts

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sneezed in the post office
might as well have pulled a cord
for all the eyes which flashed a terror

0●

There's a train leaving town
wont  have to worry bout nuthin
no more, be sure you're holdin'
the right ticket


●•

It's good to see you, my friend
have you any idea what's happenin'
I'm really struggling with the whole thing


#NoPoo

I adore little moments poetry. Nice collection, this.

first time in along time I wrote them on paper first. phone was outta power, wasnt into firing up the laptop

#NoPoo/ 120121/00:46:13
" 'wild'~'animal' "



your reckless
  r a b i d i t i e s...

in virile loads of
highly infectious
   d e m o n s

let loose

  as
unimaginably
lethal combos::
 of hissing cobras
& spitting growls
in a blinded anger
-a stray feline
   outrage   ..

[is a
S H A M E

to
Mother Nature]


congrues wholly
 (unholy) well
 as a drawn out
obnoxious nexus  

with those stickying mass
of ubiquitously spread
black fungal mycelial broomy
bunch in rupturing humours
& them totally alike
genteel inspidities.. of t

t h e

sophisticated clockwork
keying robotic urbanites
running inner skin-deep
brittle cages... in as if
well~ packaged foolproof
l i e s..  only ringing
aloud.. as flashy neon~
red lighted cheaply bazaar~ ish
impulsive..  suicidal alerts
that in their such tailored
gimmicky & fraudulent  
marketing done flawless..

t h u s

make their atrocious cores
in.  k a r m i c   e x p l o d e
no sooner.. unto diminutive
chunky fleshing atomicities.  
of the real monstrous
blood- sucking leeches


that they are




*pic: web.black mold fungus , Aspergillus niger .. microscopic view

https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/407778-i-like-you/

#NoPoo [4]
Thought I’d dust off my spoken word shoes.


(Note: This is an observational spoken word piece about the shallowness of modern human relationships, especially the online kind and “like click” culture. This poem is not about anybody in particular, as it is a reflection of society as a whole.)

13.01.2021
6.35am
#NoPoo

Morning
lives lived around me
like tides flowing in
I'm stuck between the rocks
prying off scabs
with bloody fingers


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Cloaked

In the comfort of your arms I tasted the sensations of paradise amuse
As earth sheds tears from its wrath of reminisce dues
Soaring higher with fragile angelic wings
Things are not always as they appear on earth when the cold wind stings
Angels’ echoing cry when we sing
True love of Mother Earth’s cloak brings the trinity of life, death, and resurrection to human beings
A warm veil shelters within life, when self- comfort is lost in its gust
Clipped me from the sky, earthbound me, Heavenly whispers from my halo is a sacred must
Infused by a gentle breeze and softly carried away by the surrendering rush of Morocco sand dust

Glimpsed into your heart
Rainfalls of an Angel’s tears hears your beautiful art
Galaxy, moon, rainbow, the big bang theory of its start
Your pleasure
A Pandora box once opened awaits a stash of honeyed treasures
In the tenderest vain of a good measure
Let it be your soul’s guide to blanket the frost bitten genteel warmth soft as a feather
A whisper to the stratosphere as I proudly stand strong
A celestial kiss to a handsome earthling, as mortal unscrupulous’ minds turns to stone

Silence is the company of being alone
What now propels a mental song
Elevated whimsical lyrics in the sky the tastes of a bitter tongue
Tattered Angel, as I once so eloquently said
Heaven, earth, the galaxy, the stars, the sun, and the moon has always been my celestial bed
Love, heart, mind, body, and soul
My halo from a faraway land I share as I once Heavenly patrolled
As my French Creole spiritual temple would say
You can’t have Earth, and Heaven your way

Divinity are for wise men
The infinity is for a wise man who surpasses the temptation to sin
A man who knows the worth of his life as his own story begins
Aquarian water flows to sustain life
Bread of life is given to those who condemn daily strife
Fly higher my love in your journey to be, allow your mind to rise to set you free
A heart that now divides and an umbrella to shelter me
An earth Angel with an arrow without her Heavenly bow, is that all you see

Se pou van an toujou ankouraje w

NoPoo #46 (01-12-21)

https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/407877-if-what-burned-here-could-be-named/

#NoPoo [5]

13.01.2021
7.34pm
#NoPoo

in your mountains
dawn blushes the skies
while mine turn a little grey
I'm blind to both
sights looking in
burnt iris
looking
at nothing

80

a tender ambiance of technology


i listen
in a sleepy haze
for those creeks and whines
I've so memorized..
as that loud ambient light
flickers
to play
with the shadows on your face
my breath catches,
heartbeat quickens
beat after beat in resplendent grace
tenderly, cutting through the silence
vibrations of all my truths
and your kept promises
....

ring
out
clear


"hello?"
"There's my rabbit "...



#Nopoo
1/13/2021
9:18am EST

14.01.2021
5.51am
#NoPoo

Each word is as splinters
under my fingernails
words of love
once mine
are like claws ripping
into my heart


81

https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/407956-and-we-both-wrote-poems-we-couldn-t/

#NoPoo [6]