Submissions by jimi_o
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Just another lost thinker with a pen full of ink
A Four Letter Word
A four letter word sometimes better left unheard its definition is often misunderstood confused and twisted till its diminished non existent resiliant to the pain starting to think its an illusion's with no easy solution walking through the haze to better the resolution till I'm free and it grants me complete absolution
It's concept is hard to grasp since it never wants to stay intact I have to learn to take my time and not be in such a hurry love is deeply buried that I know more than a physical connection its gotta be more if not sooner or later it will lead to rejection gotta be more...
It's concept is hard to grasp since it never wants to stay intact I have to learn to take my time and not be in such a hurry love is deeply buried that I know more than a physical connection its gotta be more if not sooner or later it will lead to rejection gotta be more...
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Thinking of yesterday
Thinking of yesterday another day that just swirled down the drain ending like the many before getting home past four, once again pressed repeat the reason im slumbering in my seat out so late thats its now early just got home barely a while ago now I'm looking at the clock an its telling me its time to go, deprived of sleep insomnia like symptoms got me thinking deep beyond six feet everlasting conversations brought on by new revelations new destinations to be seen just like a fiend any means necessary to get my fix knowledge oh how I'm addicted no thoughts of rehabilitation cuz I love...
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labels
We judge the rest to relieve some of the stress of our shortcomings keep em hiden from the rest, gotta take a deep breath an let all out, before life has u in strangle and there no point trying to shout, like the homie said try ur best to see people for who they are he's right kid's got mad insight
Fuck it all I guess life ain't nothing but a bitch in a pretty dress day by day, ppl straying away from who they once where giving into the norm one day they'll wake up tired of being scraped up an throw the masks away a better day to be attained I see the sun on the horizon now living...
Fuck it all I guess life ain't nothing but a bitch in a pretty dress day by day, ppl straying away from who they once where giving into the norm one day they'll wake up tired of being scraped up an throw the masks away a better day to be attained I see the sun on the horizon now living...
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Just an opinion
Distilled and diminished I'm trying to replenish the realism that always seems to be conflicted with criticism by fools seems to me like they got the noose around their neck ready to jump off the deck onto the next trend, bound to fall hard maybe even break a few bones cuz in reality words are harder than stones causing pretty deep incisions leading to questionable decisions, its just an opinion can't hide who u truly are lost and confused like the many ain't to prideful to admit that life is sometimes scary, a four letter word thats lost its meaning replaced by a pretty good feeling,...
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constant regurgitations
Constant regurgitations from lifes evergoing frustrations evolving from anger to a good verse to savor spilling out onto endless papers its become a labor of love I've lost the meaning of enough cuz it will never be as long as I have the ability to breathe further progression an constant dissection of life an its infections in the eyes of many probably think I'm headed in the wrong direction I don't think so I just refuse to fit into ur projection of reality to me its fallacy, think about that the next time we meet always the last to remain in my seat on the late train I guess looking out at...
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Pigs
Can these pigs hunger ever be truly fed? Just a thought that runs through my head everytime I get pulled to the side I wonder if its my ride or the color of the skin that I wear whenever I see them stare at the intersction hoping they don't head in my direction do they even have the slightest concern or just an aching burn to make peoples stomachs turn make them uneasy at their sight, I hate when they follow me in the rear an I can hear my heart start pumping a bit faster like it knows an inevitable disaster is about to happen optimistic I try an be thinking hey maybe its not for me, looking...
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Forty minutes to five
Lookin up ahead the clock read forty minutes to five made me reminisce of the old days with the tribe, thoughts of chiefing all that came to mind prescribed since I hit eighteen a fiend for cloud nine with days that passed by my taste got refined, from kushes to ogs me an the homeboys blowing smoke in the breeze considered a disease by some pointing their fingers thinking how dumb kick back u don't know where I'm coming from don't criticize my actions if u have never had any interaction with dear miss Jane plain an simple, don't come at me preaching ur virtues an views as if I couldn't see...
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A dedication to the misfits
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The Haze
My vision is starting to clear as the haze rises up in atmosphere, taking a peek at the jar realizing its lost its glimmer, completely empty no longer able to tempt me gets me to thinking that it might be time to turn in my resignation denying any further medication being real i cant deny that i loved the sensation that came along from ripping one to many hits from the bong has me grasping for air no longer a bear one of those pass times that got me plenty of stares i don't know if they realized that i didn't care i was completely aware of my escape yet so many felt the need to try and...
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