Submissions by Numer90 (Numer0-un0)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Let this be my only prayer, spare me there and let me pay for my sins here..From A survivor living Eldorado. I write for the sake of me..
Red Violin
Light trips for me all day..
Trips for me all night..
Steamed and dosed up in formalin
These stats my brain is showing are underwhelming..
To live I must press to spray in my throat a Ventolin
It's just bizarre, it's surreal, each time you read my case study..
I hate people asking why I always have to take a capsule of livolin
Only me and God knows what I see in my sample of urine..
They wanna put me in solitude and inject me, pump me up with flumazenil
Till all I can do is sit all day in a corner just like an empty vessel.. ...
Trips for me all night..
Steamed and dosed up in formalin
These stats my brain is showing are underwhelming..
To live I must press to spray in my throat a Ventolin
It's just bizarre, it's surreal, each time you read my case study..
I hate people asking why I always have to take a capsule of livolin
Only me and God knows what I see in my sample of urine..
They wanna put me in solitude and inject me, pump me up with flumazenil
Till all I can do is sit all day in a corner just like an empty vessel.. ...
#despair
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Fortune Teller
32°32′11″N 44°25′15″ECoordinates: 32°32′11″N 44°25′15″E
Mon, Nov 1
04:18AM
What is it I'm hearing
The Adhan?
The word itself means "to listen"
Is it really dawn?
Unclear voices..
The roosters keep cloaking..
Cold wind blows..
Earlier that morning
02:00AM
Who's this fortune teller?
Who sings well when am dreaming at night?
Dreaming within...
Mon, Nov 1
04:18AM
What is it I'm hearing
The Adhan?
The word itself means "to listen"
Is it really dawn?
Unclear voices..
The roosters keep cloaking..
Cold wind blows..
Earlier that morning
02:00AM
Who's this fortune teller?
Who sings well when am dreaming at night?
Dreaming within...
#hope
#courage
#forgiveness
432 reads
5 Comments
Pseudopodia
Use the only medium you got in your whole life Buddy..
Take the podium and delivered it..
Are you pindari?..
No?!.
If yes simulate like a Punjabi..
And spend lavishly like an Arabian many dinaris..
You mind? That's left for you to understand every scene is a scenario which I called sinaris..
Who'd you think seduce and produce you honey?
Which mistress manages me like Moneypenny?
Ask this song who's her hubby?
For me to read to write is a compulsive hobby..
The...
Take the podium and delivered it..
Are you pindari?..
No?!.
If yes simulate like a Punjabi..
And spend lavishly like an Arabian many dinaris..
You mind? That's left for you to understand every scene is a scenario which I called sinaris..
Who'd you think seduce and produce you honey?
Which mistress manages me like Moneypenny?
Ask this song who's her hubby?
For me to read to write is a compulsive hobby..
The...
#frustration
#emptiness
360 reads
4 Comments
REBEL
Before reading the following, please note, this is by no means written to intimidate you. No, it isn't written to test you either. Even though the title might suggest otherwise.
All rise
He's a human being?
Oh, shut it..
Just look at him..
Nothing is as it seems..
I thought I figured it all out..
I did..
I killed it..
Buried it..
Although it is alive inside..
Fuck tobacco free zones
I am a Rebel..
Who walk freely on foot in the deserts
I don't need a Camel..
I...
All rise
He's a human being?
Oh, shut it..
Just look at him..
Nothing is as it seems..
I thought I figured it all out..
I did..
I killed it..
Buried it..
Although it is alive inside..
Fuck tobacco free zones
I am a Rebel..
Who walk freely on foot in the deserts
I don't need a Camel..
I...
#rhyming
#dialogue
618 reads
6 Comments
ALL OF A SUDDEN
Buried and still breathing inside this sand dune..
Show me the new things that you know under this shining sun..
We are sighting this moon at noon..
So, tell me all the new things which you know under a shining sun..
Inside this grave me and all these creatures lying you all know this Canned Sardines..
Inside here, right here am their Prison Warden..
Relentlessly praying and sobbing at the same time to one day touch the door steps of Eden's Garden..
While this got written I don't actually...
Show me the new things that you know under this shining sun..
We are sighting this moon at noon..
So, tell me all the new things which you know under a shining sun..
Inside this grave me and all these creatures lying you all know this Canned Sardines..
Inside here, right here am their Prison Warden..
Relentlessly praying and sobbing at the same time to one day touch the door steps of Eden's Garden..
While this got written I don't actually...
#confessional
#confusion
#FeelingLost
561 reads
7 Comments
Anticlockwise
My carelessness
Sabotaged my faithfulness
Yet I survived another day
It is one day at a time
And while everyone's seems to read their respective wall clock in a wise direction
Mine moves anticlockwise..
Believe me, you not even in my wildest thoughts
Simply coz I respect my fantasies..
I lost the sanctum situated deep inside my mind..
The blood brain barrier junction in my head breached..
One will go on living
As individuals keep talking
Tirelessly gossiping
Fellow imperfect humans sharing...
Sabotaged my faithfulness
Yet I survived another day
It is one day at a time
And while everyone's seems to read their respective wall clock in a wise direction
Mine moves anticlockwise..
Believe me, you not even in my wildest thoughts
Simply coz I respect my fantasies..
I lost the sanctum situated deep inside my mind..
The blood brain barrier junction in my head breached..
One will go on living
As individuals keep talking
Tirelessly gossiping
Fellow imperfect humans sharing...
#denial
569 reads
2 Comments
What are the odds?; Free verses 2
We enter a pact and it is simple
As brothers in this fight dead or alive
At least it is something I read somewhere;
"We must be humble, less we stumble
Only our understanding can make us outstanding in life"..
We can all crumble
In this daunting task stopping an army from the afterlife..
In this gang ain't nobody hang around anymore
Nobody in here cares what our face looks like
These gossips
Ask yourself what do you worship?
Some of us who were there came as bullfighters, ...
As brothers in this fight dead or alive
At least it is something I read somewhere;
"We must be humble, less we stumble
Only our understanding can make us outstanding in life"..
We can all crumble
In this daunting task stopping an army from the afterlife..
In this gang ain't nobody hang around anymore
Nobody in here cares what our face looks like
These gossips
Ask yourself what do you worship?
Some of us who were there came as bullfighters, ...
#courage
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What are the odds?; Free verses 1
I don't have anymore rifle..
It's slippery I can feel it in my saddle..
I know it's hard believing me though my weapon is just a paddle..
Realized I got a deep cut underneath a nipple..
I went through at the first time of asking, the odds like thread with a needle..
It's slippery I can feel it in my saddle..
I know it's hard believing me though my weapon is just a paddle..
Realized I got a deep cut underneath a nipple..
I went through at the first time of asking, the odds like thread with a needle..
#courage
407 reads
3 Comments
God pardons
Yesterday feels like Disney..
Now it's the house of terror..
Grandpa. What's your advice?
Got compromised?!..
No. Yes, both oh! May be..
Confused?
Certainly.
So what do you say?..
Anything new yet found under the sun?
Not that I know of.
Good then..
Are you among the many of us who took life as REAL?
Seal this
...
Now it's the house of terror..
Grandpa. What's your advice?
Got compromised?!..
No. Yes, both oh! May be..
Confused?
Certainly.
So what do you say?..
Anything new yet found under the sun?
Not that I know of.
Good then..
Are you among the many of us who took life as REAL?
Seal this
...
#hope
#courage
#forgiveness
654 reads
3 Comments
My Jury
An hour of administering impressant..
Follows the next with a depressant..
THE DEAD TELL NO TALES
Completing a consistent twenty four hour cycle..
A food chain?
Life or a food web cycle..
Call it..
By chance I survive by some miracle..
Know this, in what I do, I am being a hell of an actor..
Neither the act..
And fuck the fact..
This is a factor..
Persistent bipolar disorder..
Stranded in a land of...
Follows the next with a depressant..
THE DEAD TELL NO TALES
Completing a consistent twenty four hour cycle..
A food chain?
Life or a food web cycle..
Call it..
By chance I survive by some miracle..
Know this, in what I do, I am being a hell of an actor..
Neither the act..
And fuck the fact..
This is a factor..
Persistent bipolar disorder..
Stranded in a land of...
#strength
#TimeHeals
456 reads
2 Comments
Crime Diary
Extracted from my crime diary..
An extract from a crime diary..
Castaway in this journey..
Whoever sees can tell am in such a hurry..
Hitch hiking at times got lifted lorry to lorry..
Repeat after me, I say Oh! No!..
I don't consider this an honor..
And until I happen to man up..
"I know, but I'll take my chances anyway.. Placing bets taking odds upon the wrestlers of sumo..
Hotel receptionist I met in the bar her name is Holi..
My thrombi...
An extract from a crime diary..
Castaway in this journey..
Whoever sees can tell am in such a hurry..
Hitch hiking at times got lifted lorry to lorry..
Repeat after me, I say Oh! No!..
I don't consider this an honor..
And until I happen to man up..
"I know, but I'll take my chances anyway.. Placing bets taking odds upon the wrestlers of sumo..
Hotel receptionist I met in the bar her name is Holi..
My thrombi...
#regret
#grief
569 reads
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Lost
Ways hazy with soot and dust..
My lust?..
Once upon a time a peeping tom..
Short in my thoughts..
I'm mad and sad
Running along the streets slitting peoples throats..
Sinking in my boat..
Am gone..
Pray for me or put me in your thoughts..
While I keep walking this footpath along the longest road
I sound weird and bored..
Simply suffering both..
I mourn and mourned..
Night and day alone.. ...
My lust?..
Once upon a time a peeping tom..
Short in my thoughts..
I'm mad and sad
Running along the streets slitting peoples throats..
Sinking in my boat..
Am gone..
Pray for me or put me in your thoughts..
While I keep walking this footpath along the longest road
I sound weird and bored..
Simply suffering both..
I mourn and mourned..
Night and day alone.. ...
#misunderstood
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