Submissions by G3r0 (TetsuUmi)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I'm anger frustration lust passion awareness rebellion and love all culminating together to create a middle finger.
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
12th Nov 2016 9:46am
12th Nov 2016 9:46am
Spiritual evolution
My spirit telling me not to trust you,
You gona fuck dudes,
You dont love you want to be free and dance what who you want to,
So do not touch you,
The lack of intrest is ozing out of your interactions,
Undermining opinions switching stories and mis-informing me for some reason i cant get so im searching for truth in a pit of intentions every detail is studied for inconsistencies. I know what attractions like i know when she gets a jokes or smile because shes acting nice, i show my intentions in plane sight ive captured flight i know when she seeks my attention...
You gona fuck dudes,
You dont love you want to be free and dance what who you want to,
So do not touch you,
The lack of intrest is ozing out of your interactions,
Undermining opinions switching stories and mis-informing me for some reason i cant get so im searching for truth in a pit of intentions every detail is studied for inconsistencies. I know what attractions like i know when she gets a jokes or smile because shes acting nice, i show my intentions in plane sight ive captured flight i know when she seeks my attention...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
24th Oct 2016 11:42pm
24th Oct 2016 11:42pm
Invisible enimies
My horns are locked in a viscous tug of war with an apparition that doesn't have an appearance in his attemps to sabotaged my i life i forget that i can fight then remember i swing it disappears then reappears when im in the middle of bliss.
So i disfigure my fist constantly swinging at nothing pissed at the air that i struggle with. Tryna give the invisible strings attached to us a grip my hands keep touching the tips of my finger so its a stale mate. I just stare into blink space wishing i could hit it and ask it how the pain taste cause mines worst and if im cursed dealing with the...
So i disfigure my fist constantly swinging at nothing pissed at the air that i struggle with. Tryna give the invisible strings attached to us a grip my hands keep touching the tips of my finger so its a stale mate. I just stare into blink space wishing i could hit it and ask it how the pain taste cause mines worst and if im cursed dealing with the...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
19th Oct 2016 5:53pm
19th Oct 2016 5:53pm
Black moth
I caught the scent of a purple light
and got the urdge to fly.
The though of being in its glim might trigger my demise was in me.
But empty i felt and that purple skin felt filling so im hurting myself each time im in its reach
it leaps back and keeps facts about my attempts a secret, even though it welcomes me to retrieve it,
it likes the fact that i would die to feel the light apon my back i flap my wings and keep telling myself that i could be there
but i cant im on a trid mill runing after nirvana
on a loop filmed projected on a white cloth in front me,...
and got the urdge to fly.
The though of being in its glim might trigger my demise was in me.
But empty i felt and that purple skin felt filling so im hurting myself each time im in its reach
it leaps back and keeps facts about my attempts a secret, even though it welcomes me to retrieve it,
it likes the fact that i would die to feel the light apon my back i flap my wings and keep telling myself that i could be there
but i cant im on a trid mill runing after nirvana
on a loop filmed projected on a white cloth in front me,...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
19th Oct 2016 7:11am
19th Oct 2016 7:11am
What ever
Black locks and black smoke...
Choke on the thought
Im still swimming in the ocean abroad,
The disk sliped,
I stared at it through my mirror inverted and twisted but this gift's a curse cause this shit gets worst and i just have to endure, it sucks but fuck it kicking the bucket wont get bucks im stuck,
Loving it trading my luck for publishing.
You might think its insanity cause it really is. Fuck vanity its more about what really is. The innocents we use to have as little kids was graphed by that concept im trap in my dialect adapting to mind sets and...
Choke on the thought
Im still swimming in the ocean abroad,
The disk sliped,
I stared at it through my mirror inverted and twisted but this gift's a curse cause this shit gets worst and i just have to endure, it sucks but fuck it kicking the bucket wont get bucks im stuck,
Loving it trading my luck for publishing.
You might think its insanity cause it really is. Fuck vanity its more about what really is. The innocents we use to have as little kids was graphed by that concept im trap in my dialect adapting to mind sets and...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
19th Oct 2016 7:02am
19th Oct 2016 7:02am
Enjoy
Sometimes the face shifts faceless,
And just when you take a peek into it it reconstructs you cant call it. Its all in your head you tell yourself to move foward hoping to fall pray to your own deceite.
Todays lesson was the harshes, tutored by the marshes lousisiana ground zero land of the heartless. Its ruthless if you let it be sometimes i wonder am i influenced by it or is it just a manifestation of me. The crystal cracks when i asked so i bit my toung. Numb to the familiar taste of my blood, i keep pushing foward hoping to believe my own deciete keeping myself in a loop, looping...
And just when you take a peek into it it reconstructs you cant call it. Its all in your head you tell yourself to move foward hoping to fall pray to your own deceite.
Todays lesson was the harshes, tutored by the marshes lousisiana ground zero land of the heartless. Its ruthless if you let it be sometimes i wonder am i influenced by it or is it just a manifestation of me. The crystal cracks when i asked so i bit my toung. Numb to the familiar taste of my blood, i keep pushing foward hoping to believe my own deciete keeping myself in a loop, looping...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
18th Sep 2016 7:57pm
18th Sep 2016 7:57pm
Paradoxical reflection.
She takes my kindness for a weakness pry at it until she see's a demons eyes peaking through the creeks even gods can be evil,
Dont bring him to that pose and you wont have to see it. She didnt heed it so she pokes a bear the bear finds a needle stabs her in her calves drag her back to his lair and then pokes her their. Nature can be so unforgiving.
This ruthlessness is natural selection. You can survive if you kill whats ever left and thats the identy we hide with the facade of justice and liberty we used to construct these streets, cuz if i bleed its entertainment you see...
Dont bring him to that pose and you wont have to see it. She didnt heed it so she pokes a bear the bear finds a needle stabs her in her calves drag her back to his lair and then pokes her their. Nature can be so unforgiving.
This ruthlessness is natural selection. You can survive if you kill whats ever left and thats the identy we hide with the facade of justice and liberty we used to construct these streets, cuz if i bleed its entertainment you see...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
17th Sep 2016 10:05pm
17th Sep 2016 10:05pm
Dont feel
Im sick like a kiss backwards from lips ripped off of a chicks cat then planted on top of a chimps crack im pissed thinking about the fact that my spirit is still cracking ripped and dripping from crashing inside of my ex's matrix,
Im shits lacking in penmen-ship striped of practice taxes and bills build my craft gashes and gashes i just want to get back to my old self my whole self back when my music blasted my middle finger stuck up rich filled with emphasis because i actually felt it i care to much now and caring has pulled me backwards into a spiral of embarrassment taking more L's...
Im shits lacking in penmen-ship striped of practice taxes and bills build my craft gashes and gashes i just want to get back to my old self my whole self back when my music blasted my middle finger stuck up rich filled with emphasis because i actually felt it i care to much now and caring has pulled me backwards into a spiral of embarrassment taking more L's...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
17th Sep 2016 8:24pm
17th Sep 2016 8:24pm
Listening to the burned make believe
I though i saw an angel
Majestically smiling as
I arrived to shine the floors
Of a false heaven.
That angel kept me from
Diving down to the bottomless
Pit and picking fights with the monsters.
By reflecting my soul through her eye lids.
Our lives were both in crisis
Trouble in paradise for me and she
Was dealing with death
We found comfort in love despite this,
We grew together soothing each others
Using each other as a drug while staying true to each other when divinity intertwined with the damed it made a profound divine...
Majestically smiling as
I arrived to shine the floors
Of a false heaven.
That angel kept me from
Diving down to the bottomless
Pit and picking fights with the monsters.
By reflecting my soul through her eye lids.
Our lives were both in crisis
Trouble in paradise for me and she
Was dealing with death
We found comfort in love despite this,
We grew together soothing each others
Using each other as a drug while staying true to each other when divinity intertwined with the damed it made a profound divine...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
12th Sep 2016 8:31pm
12th Sep 2016 8:31pm
How monogamy died
I saw a house built on mutual trust,
As i steped into the doors knife clutched behind my back just in case this was just
A lure. i looked across the room and i saw her hand hidden with something clutched tight in her grasp.
Thats when i realised she looked like me she wasnt a demon or a monster she was protecting her self as i was. In this age where love is a feeding frenzy for vicious beings. And in this screen of reality our image is copy and paced across america which is why we could never be.We entered the the house with one foot out. We wernt in it to stay because...
As i steped into the doors knife clutched behind my back just in case this was just
A lure. i looked across the room and i saw her hand hidden with something clutched tight in her grasp.
Thats when i realised she looked like me she wasnt a demon or a monster she was protecting her self as i was. In this age where love is a feeding frenzy for vicious beings. And in this screen of reality our image is copy and paced across america which is why we could never be.We entered the the house with one foot out. We wernt in it to stay because...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
11th Sep 2016 2:12am
11th Sep 2016 2:12am
My personal meditation tea recipe
Purify water until it has zero minerals.
(Water with zero minerals can kill humans.)
Heat crushed aloe plant thc(marijuana.) and ginsen in the water.
(When water has no minerals it robs the minerals from of what ever it touches which is why it is dangerous to consume.)
Crush each plant and pour the purified water over it use alot of plants.
(The water takes the minerals from each plant making it safe to drink.)
Strain the plants from the water.
-This tea is also a good remedy for a cold just add ginger and natural lemon...
(Water with zero minerals can kill humans.)
Heat crushed aloe plant thc(marijuana.) and ginsen in the water.
(When water has no minerals it robs the minerals from of what ever it touches which is why it is dangerous to consume.)
Crush each plant and pour the purified water over it use alot of plants.
(The water takes the minerals from each plant making it safe to drink.)
Strain the plants from the water.
-This tea is also a good remedy for a cold just add ginger and natural lemon...
596 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
7th Sep 2016 5:06pm
7th Sep 2016 5:06pm
.......
My passion died you can tell
But I have just enough traped inside to combust, and multiply like a nut, im out my mind im a nut cracking its shell, stepping into a realm of stomach acid, then come back in your bathroom and smell, and that's what death is.
A cycle of rebirth recycling rebox cuz its killed twice if its rehearsed, my cypher could cyphen the life out of you and reimburse
Breathe taking, the type of box that dont get no air play here or air time,
This cancerous generation of bad lines is irritating like crack with little sprinkles of black, and im just playin,...
But I have just enough traped inside to combust, and multiply like a nut, im out my mind im a nut cracking its shell, stepping into a realm of stomach acid, then come back in your bathroom and smell, and that's what death is.
A cycle of rebirth recycling rebox cuz its killed twice if its rehearsed, my cypher could cyphen the life out of you and reimburse
Breathe taking, the type of box that dont get no air play here or air time,
This cancerous generation of bad lines is irritating like crack with little sprinkles of black, and im just playin,...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
6th Sep 2016 7:33pm
6th Sep 2016 7:33pm
Genesis to psalms
Lets go mianstream with this,
Im more spiritual than religious but the bible is more metaphysical than literal.
Beings of energy manifested in flesh,
Observing their own behaviours, fighting against death, how can i keep this shell i dont want to repeat this hell, death tries to keep us frail just to reserve a seat him self. The system tries to keep us nailed with a thorn crown to stomp your growth, Crist conciousness could only unveil through a specific scope. Mirors direct solar energy right above and in between the windows of your temple to shed light on your inner...
Im more spiritual than religious but the bible is more metaphysical than literal.
Beings of energy manifested in flesh,
Observing their own behaviours, fighting against death, how can i keep this shell i dont want to repeat this hell, death tries to keep us frail just to reserve a seat him self. The system tries to keep us nailed with a thorn crown to stomp your growth, Crist conciousness could only unveil through a specific scope. Mirors direct solar energy right above and in between the windows of your temple to shed light on your inner...
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