Submissions by Pusedo-care (Angelic Pusedo-care)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Robotics major who dabbles into writing on his off time. Hope that suffices enough as to who I am.
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
30th Nov 2013 1:04pm
30th Nov 2013 1:04pm
Etymology
We' be been hustlers since birth.
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SELF POEM
Published
30th Nov 2013 10:31am
30th Nov 2013 10:31am
Analytic~ism
Scattered thoughts that leaves me to ponder. Trying to escape subject matter, yet I feel as if I can't fathom societies societal standpoint, in these tiresome endeavors. My brain overheats it's CPU (control processing unit) on a daily basis. Wishing I could reprogram how I am, as if I could enter matrix.
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
28th Nov 2013 2:25pm
28th Nov 2013 2:25pm
Oblivious actions
An oblivious lover causes destruction and then plays the victim. You try to help them out and be there for them. They usually think you're doing the opposite. They tell you one thing and the. They coward out and expect all is forgiven. Aren' t you tired of wasting your time is what my mind says. My heart tells me to hang in there kid. And see this through. Fuck me if I want someone to tell me what's going on and not someone that's too sensitive and is quick to point the finger, and is last to take understand shit. This is just becoming a habit because that person changed . I'm the same guy...
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DARK POEM
Published
26th Nov 2013 7:08am
26th Nov 2013 7:08am
The forgotten ones on DUP, a tribute to them
A lot of people misguide the tides of trust on here. Seems to be the fashionable thing to do, to hurt and lurk around the murky depths of the DUP sea. Rather daunting and sad, but it's painful to witness it all the time. I wish my cousin Michael was still on here, but just like every other great, he's vanished, or rather said shackled into an abyss of nothingness. I mourn for creative minds that didn't cease their imagery that they wove effortlessly. Seeing things die and form to a new is not always the best thing. Deleting without solving usually delves more into a problematic endeavor that...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
25th Nov 2013 12:22pm
25th Nov 2013 12:22pm
Nature's love
A blue jay, rests it's
claws upon a branch that's
forgiven, because they are nature's
siblings, that won't perish, cherish.
claws upon a branch that's
forgiven, because they are nature's
siblings, that won't perish, cherish.
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
25th Nov 2013 11:05am
25th Nov 2013 11:05am
Tread with caution
I am the beginning,
I am the end.
The broken smile,
That's intrigued to no end.
Take a trip,
As I slip
Into another disguise,
That plays host to your
Fixated lullabies.
Why hide?
I just began,
As you ran,
Thoughts trickled,
Like a sickle cell,
I'll prevail,
To a new veil
That covers,
Smothers,
And tucks secrets,
From with under.
My years of youth,
Has lead to your downfall.
Crawl before you leap
Into my upkeep,
Of misguided sleep.
I am the end.
The broken smile,
That's intrigued to no end.
Take a trip,
As I slip
Into another disguise,
That plays host to your
Fixated lullabies.
Why hide?
I just began,
As you ran,
Thoughts trickled,
Like a sickle cell,
I'll prevail,
To a new veil
That covers,
Smothers,
And tucks secrets,
From with under.
My years of youth,
Has lead to your downfall.
Crawl before you leap
Into my upkeep,
Of misguided sleep.
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
2nd Nov 2013 3:26pm
2nd Nov 2013 3:26pm
Endless possibilities or communism
"The weak seek,
the strong progress,
the agitated contest,
run,
hide,
duck,
two middle fingers in the air,
I gives too many fucks."
From my cousin, you know who he is.
He has his way of doing things, I have
my way.
the strong progress,
the agitated contest,
run,
hide,
duck,
two middle fingers in the air,
I gives too many fucks."
From my cousin, you know who he is.
He has his way of doing things, I have
my way.
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
30th Oct 2013 10:45pm
30th Oct 2013 10:45pm
Butterfly effect
A butterfly flaps it's wings, without people realizing it. People take notice once the butterfly effect kicks in. One flap or two and a gust of wind picks up to formulate a tropical storm. Rather scary how those little buggers can cause that much mayhem. I try to not be meticulous when it comes to viewing creatures within our biospere, but it's hard because nature is just beautiful. We are nature by itself. Sometimes we forget that we are humans due to the scarcity that envelops today's societal standpoints. One second we want to go green, but the year round color is black smoke burning from...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
30th Oct 2013 10:27pm
30th Oct 2013 10:27pm
Terror that's inflicted by technology
Complexity is what is emulating when a piece of code is input into a system. For example, cout << " Walking around, but never lost" << endl; Basically that line would pop up on your computer on your command prompt and it'd display the message within the brackets. That's C++ right there for you. Rather perplexing, but interesting, nonetheless enjoyable. People tend to run and hide when they find out that people are tech savy? Why become scarce when you can learn and not feel threatened? I see no point in becoming scared of an online atmosphere. It was invented to gather information...
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