Submissions by Uncleslam
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction I like to write all kinds of poems,mediforic,love,hate,and a hole lot of prison poetry from last years of he'll.I am a civel rights warrior so to say ben litigating for over six years and a hero to many.i have no kids by the way seeking relation.
A Twist
Life's twisted with fate directing directions!
UncleSlam
UncleSlam
#anxiety
#LifeStruggles
#LifeGoals
#LifeCycle
#determination
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Stay Wise
Being brave is a gift you must use wisely!
UncleSlam
UncleSlam
#courage
#inspirational
#money
#LifeCycle
#determination
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The Never Give Up
Struggles getting unbearable as the hate; Nonstop. Life the reality seeking soldiers, as forefathers tumble and turn. The soul of the matter seeking love as strives to survive only get colder and colder with the heart's ache.
Change, change, Change; The chant yelled by the wind in my ear's.
Ride ,Ride, Ride; Ride on The chant yelled by thousands bound by body snatchers; The industries desires of the upmost.
The day shall dawn and again I might wake to the suns warmth, a reminder of the what's can't , " be had in the Americas for the true richiouse and forgiven."...
Change, change, Change; The chant yelled by the wind in my ear's.
Ride ,Ride, Ride; Ride on The chant yelled by thousands bound by body snatchers; The industries desires of the upmost.
The day shall dawn and again I might wake to the suns warmth, a reminder of the what's can't , " be had in the Americas for the true richiouse and forgiven."...
#TruthOfLife
#LifeChangingMoment
#CallToAction
#LifeCycle
#morality
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Owww thy Poetryaww
Poetry oww poetry;
My voice,my vent.
Poetry oww poetry;
That talk,that breath.
Poetry oww poetry, how you make them bend.
Poetry oww poetry,
It shall be you till the end.
UncleSlam
My voice,my vent.
Poetry oww poetry;
That talk,that breath.
Poetry oww poetry, how you make them bend.
Poetry oww poetry,
It shall be you till the end.
UncleSlam
#inspirational
#LifeAsAWriter
#uplifting
#WritingPoetry
#nonfiction
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Quote Me Again Life
Life is twisted with curiosity chasing the cat;Even without knowledge of how big the cat truly is!
Life
UncleSlam
Life
UncleSlam
#LifeAsAWriter
#learning
#emotional
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Time Wasted
Time Wasted??
Time wasted?
He sits awaiting.
All senses ignored except that one, glued to his ringer.
Mind spins with a haze drifting overhead;
Flood waters rage as passages are created for waterfalls to break way.
Thoughts of the happy days past come to
play with that gentle sweet voice he once heard and never failed to get stuck in his mind.
Photos popping up in time, only causing fights between both sets of minds.
Ears stressing and aching with that long to hear her voice, as the mind below aches and stresses with a...
Time wasted?
He sits awaiting.
All senses ignored except that one, glued to his ringer.
Mind spins with a haze drifting overhead;
Flood waters rage as passages are created for waterfalls to break way.
Thoughts of the happy days past come to
play with that gentle sweet voice he once heard and never failed to get stuck in his mind.
Photos popping up in time, only causing fights between both sets of minds.
Ears stressing and aching with that long to hear her voice, as the mind below aches and stresses with a...
#anxiety
#love
#strength
#hope
#confusion
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The Never Give Up
Struggles getting unbearable as the hate; Nonstop. Life the reality seeking soldiers, as forefathers tumble and turn. The soul of the matter seeking love as strives to survive only get colder and colder with the heart's ache.
Change, change, Change; The chant yelled by the wind in my ear's.
Ride ,Ride, Ride; Ride on The chant yelled by thousands bound by them body taker's; the industries desires of the upmost.
The day shall dawn and again I might wake to the suns warmth, a reminder of the what's can't , " be had in the Americas by the true richiouse and forgiven." ...
Change, change, Change; The chant yelled by the wind in my ear's.
Ride ,Ride, Ride; Ride on The chant yelled by thousands bound by them body taker's; the industries desires of the upmost.
The day shall dawn and again I might wake to the suns warmth, a reminder of the what's can't , " be had in the Americas by the true richiouse and forgiven." ...
#happiness
#courage
#forgiveness
#gratitude
#admiration
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Thrive
When in rain, When in the sun;
Live up never down,run outside and find
A new shade;for you are brave,and a new breath awaits!
UncleSlam
Live up never down,run outside and find
A new shade;for you are brave,and a new breath awaits!
UncleSlam
#strength
#courage
#inspirational
#StreamOfConsciousness
#determination
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Thrive
No need to die,
No need to cry,
Keep your head on tight
And just thrive!
UncleSlam
No need to cry,
Keep your head on tight
And just thrive!
UncleSlam
#LifeStruggles
#inspirational
#LifeCycle
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Live and let Being
Life is twisted with insanity moving straight;Hate becoming love with dead leaves at fall.
Life's a dwell to us all!
Live and let Being!
UncleSlam
Life's a dwell to us all!
Live and let Being!
UncleSlam
#love
#courage
#inspirational #LifeCycle
#inspirational #LifeCycle
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Them Seeds
I sit perched with a discipline to my master.
Never biting the hand that feeds me,yet weary of those that want to eat me.
Bowing my head,but only miliseconds at a time,niping at the seeds that help make me be.
I am the wonder,I'm the wish;I am that bird flaping in the wind!
UncleSlam
Never biting the hand that feeds me,yet weary of those that want to eat me.
Bowing my head,but only miliseconds at a time,niping at the seeds that help make me be.
I am the wonder,I'm the wish;I am that bird flaping in the wind!
UncleSlam
#animals
#birds
#LifeGoals
#LifeCycle
#philosophical
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Why,In Write
When lines;those that have twisted my fate;yell's like a child screeming in tantram longing for his milk.
I grab my black hicking stick and run,run towards a vent, a place, all white with fainted blue green lines lieing before my site in Aww.
I jot lines,lines of those lost in my mind thro the ages; Painting an image, of hell, love, lust, fire,"with it's flames,"and all ever wished,even those never imagined.
For you my most graciouse of one's with open ears, longing,ready to here and spread a story in write," I run to you one more time."
Why In Write
...
I grab my black hicking stick and run,run towards a vent, a place, all white with fainted blue green lines lieing before my site in Aww.
I jot lines,lines of those lost in my mind thro the ages; Painting an image, of hell, love, lust, fire,"with it's flames,"and all ever wished,even those never imagined.
For you my most graciouse of one's with open ears, longing,ready to here and spread a story in write," I run to you one more time."
Why In Write
...
#LifeAsAWriter
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