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
6th Sep 2016 3:38am
6th Sep 2016 3:38am
Face me
My face is covered in blisters, that spits mysterious liquids. Maggots crawl through the pores of my oddly deformed figure. My left legg is bigger than my right leg and when i, smile my 32 are missing 20 and the ones that are left are chiped with a, greenish tint to them, my nose is fat as a balloon my lips are two inner tubes glued together and my, ears are huge my hair is nappy sagging to my belly. That hangs over kneese even though my arms are skinny. I grow hair on every peice of flesh and under the hairs are bumps from a distance it looks like fuzzy pizza that molded my breath reeks of...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
5th Sep 2016 2:50pm
5th Sep 2016 2:50pm
The pinyata that looks like Colin Kaepernick
If i treated you like shit would you play my song then make it ritualistic for your kids to sang along? And if one of them express that were offended, would you burn every picture their in stop supporting them and forget that they ever existed?
How would the kid feel in that instance.
Like every body who's burning my image is hateful.
I told them that i love music but this dude uses his tunes to illude to truth and justice for all while abusing other culture's.
No disrespect to the producers i do this for you. ...
How would the kid feel in that instance.
Like every body who's burning my image is hateful.
I told them that i love music but this dude uses his tunes to illude to truth and justice for all while abusing other culture's.
No disrespect to the producers i do this for you. ...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
4th Sep 2016 9:55pm
4th Sep 2016 9:55pm
A visit to the temple
I woke up by a long stair case, in front
Two double doors suspended some where in space.
Hovering Clocks driped as they melted away. It felt to real i don't know if im alseep or am i actually here.
I open the doors it lead to a guardian where the plants were tall and glowing. I remember the warmth of the stars on my flesh, the water particles floating around. Every breathe was fresh, ever inhale healed the exhales refreshed my insides i went through the gaurdan down a particular path that led to an odd shaped building in the center of a river. I walked in and stared at...
Two double doors suspended some where in space.
Hovering Clocks driped as they melted away. It felt to real i don't know if im alseep or am i actually here.
I open the doors it lead to a guardian where the plants were tall and glowing. I remember the warmth of the stars on my flesh, the water particles floating around. Every breathe was fresh, ever inhale healed the exhales refreshed my insides i went through the gaurdan down a particular path that led to an odd shaped building in the center of a river. I walked in and stared at...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
4th Sep 2016 8:42pm
4th Sep 2016 8:42pm
Glass eye desires and exchange
I dream of a giant island hovering in the sky,
With a water fall at the bottom of it.
Gold podiums, black ceilings with fire bulbs in. But would i step on your head for a wider budget is that maintaining my spirit or am i sacrificing something what would you exchange for the mantion under saturs palace. I wouldnt give anything because im tryna bust in to the rings and leave the whole planet combusted. You want change start with in and you might conquer but if,
You just speak they will refuit you they will find a way to depunk you. Theve been doing its since they inslaved your...
With a water fall at the bottom of it.
Gold podiums, black ceilings with fire bulbs in. But would i step on your head for a wider budget is that maintaining my spirit or am i sacrificing something what would you exchange for the mantion under saturs palace. I wouldnt give anything because im tryna bust in to the rings and leave the whole planet combusted. You want change start with in and you might conquer but if,
You just speak they will refuit you they will find a way to depunk you. Theve been doing its since they inslaved your...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
4th Sep 2016 4:23am
4th Sep 2016 4:23am
Rhythm
Riding under the street lamps.
Feet stamping the gas pedal, The last rebel the mettle with the elites plans.
steam grass seaping through each glass window with the intentions the beat sam, until im shifting with 3 hands. Im ditchin police scanners to get to new orleans parish, Forming an asortment of soldiers whos orders to leave ashes on every prestige campus. Cannabis leaves passing through each classmate. you think that they ever can breathe? what a hell of a dream every one inhaling a tree. freeing there cerebellum of the programming that stem from a screen. releiving...
Feet stamping the gas pedal, The last rebel the mettle with the elites plans.
steam grass seaping through each glass window with the intentions the beat sam, until im shifting with 3 hands. Im ditchin police scanners to get to new orleans parish, Forming an asortment of soldiers whos orders to leave ashes on every prestige campus. Cannabis leaves passing through each classmate. you think that they ever can breathe? what a hell of a dream every one inhaling a tree. freeing there cerebellum of the programming that stem from a screen. releiving...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
1st Sep 2016 7:03pm
1st Sep 2016 7:03pm
How to build a snow man
Inside her toroidal field, i can empathise easily i hate the fact i could be so empathic,
Though i know she reaped her own hole, its not easy to abandon that chick but i have to.
So i walk away clutching my fist, keept the mental image of her giving my brother a kiss, and let the pain guide my feet to not succumb to her tears. I was taught to never hurt a woman but what if she were to tug your strings rap you around her finger wait until your ready to make her yours just to mingle with your blood like a mixed dosage. Do you let her go or show her some remorse? What would...
Though i know she reaped her own hole, its not easy to abandon that chick but i have to.
So i walk away clutching my fist, keept the mental image of her giving my brother a kiss, and let the pain guide my feet to not succumb to her tears. I was taught to never hurt a woman but what if she were to tug your strings rap you around her finger wait until your ready to make her yours just to mingle with your blood like a mixed dosage. Do you let her go or show her some remorse? What would...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
30th Aug 2016 6:55pm
30th Aug 2016 6:55pm
Random thoughts
Sometimes its hard to deal with,
Cards washed in ill (ew) shit,
Bosses losses bills chicks,
I often fall but still get,
Back up and start to feel it,
Simer in my inner plane,
I put it out to the word to make it entertaining.
Thats when the bad shit that seemed so tragic sounds sick to track kicks and it fills in the gaps when,
your perception is even
if the future is wrong at least i can transmute it to a beautiful song.
You find that moving is along is,
Turning a negative to a...
Cards washed in ill (ew) shit,
Bosses losses bills chicks,
I often fall but still get,
Back up and start to feel it,
Simer in my inner plane,
I put it out to the word to make it entertaining.
Thats when the bad shit that seemed so tragic sounds sick to track kicks and it fills in the gaps when,
your perception is even
if the future is wrong at least i can transmute it to a beautiful song.
You find that moving is along is,
Turning a negative to a...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
27th Aug 2016 6:55pm
27th Aug 2016 6:55pm
Bickering Element's
Time just escaped me.
Inside of a light prism analysing the
sepa-rate sides of my insite differ,
One sides dimer on the opposite side brilliant, beams of lights traped my spirit with in a dimond that twist clockwise,
Then backwards to counter this lifes imprints, the foot prints left on the bridge of time is endless, why do i walk when im trapped in this car that acts as a star powered by thought instantly bringing me how ever far i need to travel its madness...
Inside of a light prism analysing the
sepa-rate sides of my insite differ,
One sides dimer on the opposite side brilliant, beams of lights traped my spirit with in a dimond that twist clockwise,
Then backwards to counter this lifes imprints, the foot prints left on the bridge of time is endless, why do i walk when im trapped in this car that acts as a star powered by thought instantly bringing me how ever far i need to travel its madness...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
27th Aug 2016 3:30am
27th Aug 2016 3:30am
Metaphysical love
Vibe with me,
Influences can easly be the reason your intrigued, but in the physical this is just the way my spirit bleeds.
My worlds shifting endlessly metor showers fling suns at a black whole im in the center reconstructing my genes.
I tried to connect to other beings but it seemed that they were interested in,
The energy that allows me to breathe so i shifted into a different spectrum i couldnt disrespect them. I bare the pain by myself with out fixing my lips to tell them. ...
Influences can easly be the reason your intrigued, but in the physical this is just the way my spirit bleeds.
My worlds shifting endlessly metor showers fling suns at a black whole im in the center reconstructing my genes.
I tried to connect to other beings but it seemed that they were interested in,
The energy that allows me to breathe so i shifted into a different spectrum i couldnt disrespect them. I bare the pain by myself with out fixing my lips to tell them. ...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
17th Aug 2016 11:21pm
17th Aug 2016 11:21pm
Thoughts of transcendence.
Impact the subconscious with lose energy for successful transmutation the art of manifestation.
My brain lapts and ive created a vision so twisted it scars the listener and breaks the one's who would say it.
A slave to my ambitions which is to break through the faces of all thoes who imprisoned the human races imagination.
Mirror's placed in abysses conversations
With minions from different planes of existence in order to take dominion of order out of the order that ordered all of yall to forget whats coursing with in your skulls empowering your...
My brain lapts and ive created a vision so twisted it scars the listener and breaks the one's who would say it.
A slave to my ambitions which is to break through the faces of all thoes who imprisoned the human races imagination.
Mirror's placed in abysses conversations
With minions from different planes of existence in order to take dominion of order out of the order that ordered all of yall to forget whats coursing with in your skulls empowering your...
714 reads
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
24th Jul 2016 8:18am
24th Jul 2016 8:18am
Truth
If im, causing you pain. With, all of my slang. Then, offer a hand.
Do your part in this dangerous.
World that we made. Your, thoughs could bring change. Your, song might just save us Fromself annihilation. Pardon my ways,
Im, lost in today.
Nuckels swamped with the...
Do your part in this dangerous.
World that we made. Your, thoughs could bring change. Your, song might just save us Fromself annihilation. Pardon my ways,
Im, lost in today.
Nuckels swamped with the...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
23rd Jul 2016 7:26pm
23rd Jul 2016 7:26pm
NEVER FORGET
(My condolences to the families that fell victim to 9-11. Dont misinterpret this message. )
And to whomn this may concern i forgive you but i cannot forget.
America says dont forget the tragedies the past could keep your grounded and prepared for anything that seeks to damage men. So when i tell my people dont forget the lashes tree hanging rape castration do you consider me afrocentric. When we had to battle just to proove that we were human we were looked at as 75% of a man with your perception. This is, 9-11 for the African american never forget what happened and whats...
And to whomn this may concern i forgive you but i cannot forget.
America says dont forget the tragedies the past could keep your grounded and prepared for anything that seeks to damage men. So when i tell my people dont forget the lashes tree hanging rape castration do you consider me afrocentric. When we had to battle just to proove that we were human we were looked at as 75% of a man with your perception. This is, 9-11 for the African american never forget what happened and whats...
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