Submissions by zinnzinn (ZINNNNIZ)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I'm not sure you could say I'm a poet or a writer but I am able to reveal the poetic presence within tragedy and convey it through my vocabulary poetically. My ability to extract a colorful poetic spin out of darkness Is my poem. It is poetry.
DRUGS POEM
Published
20th Feb 2024 00:42am
20th Feb 2024 00:42am
A TRIBUTE TO MRS. ZINN (I Love You)
Sadness covered the earth, as.the
chariot came,
And silence fell, like gentle rain.
Friends and loved ones mourned the
day
The angels came to take her home to
stay.
But, lo, the Heavens burst forth with
delight,
As another Saint came into sight!
Prepare the choir, open the gates...
Sound the trumpet, the King
awaits!!
"Welcome, my child, we've been
waiting for you!
Your mansion's prepared and your
robe is too.
Enter your home, Here,sit on my
right...
You'll be dining at the Head Table ...
chariot came,
And silence fell, like gentle rain.
Friends and loved ones mourned the
day
The angels came to take her home to
stay.
But, lo, the Heavens burst forth with
delight,
As another Saint came into sight!
Prepare the choir, open the gates...
Sound the trumpet, the King
awaits!!
"Welcome, my child, we've been
waiting for you!
Your mansion's prepared and your
robe is too.
Enter your home, Here,sit on my
right...
You'll be dining at the Head Table ...
#love
#grief
#mother
#heaven
#memorial
195 reads
2 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
20th Feb 2024 00:18am
20th Feb 2024 00:18am
A Tribute To Mrs. ZINN
Sadness covered the earth, as.the
chariot came,
And silence fell, like gentle rain.
Friends and loved ones mourned the
day
The angels came to take her home to
stay.
But, lo, the Heavens burst forth with
delight,
As another Saint came into sight!
Prepare the choir, open the gates...
Sound the trumpet, the King
awaits!!
"Welcome, my child, we've been
waiting for you!
Your mansion's prepared and your
robe is too.
Enter your home, Here,sit on my
right...
You'll be dining at...
chariot came,
And silence fell, like gentle rain.
Friends and loved ones mourned the
day
The angels came to take her home to
stay.
But, lo, the Heavens burst forth with
delight,
As another Saint came into sight!
Prepare the choir, open the gates...
Sound the trumpet, the King
awaits!!
"Welcome, my child, we've been
waiting for you!
Your mansion's prepared and your
robe is too.
Enter your home, Here,sit on my
right...
You'll be dining at...
#love
#grief
#mother
#heaven
#memorial
129 reads
2 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
3rd Jan 2024 10:22pm
3rd Jan 2024 10:22pm
Pockets full of posies
Ashes to Ashes
We all fall down
The roses was red and the violets were blue
Now the roses are dead And the violets are too
My soul can be read through my true eyes of blue
To see my spirit bleeds through blue too
With a heart broken in two
Tell one little white lie and all your truths turn to dust
With your word shadowed by doubt
All your words turn to rust
Its a must you figure out
Words return as tables turn and trust will bust by our own lust
Verily Verily stop and smell the roses
Life...
We all fall down
The roses was red and the violets were blue
Now the roses are dead And the violets are too
My soul can be read through my true eyes of blue
To see my spirit bleeds through blue too
With a heart broken in two
Tell one little white lie and all your truths turn to dust
With your word shadowed by doubt
All your words turn to rust
Its a must you figure out
Words return as tables turn and trust will bust by our own lust
Verily Verily stop and smell the roses
Life...
#drugs
#WritersBlock
#addiction
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
#NewYear
415 reads
5 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
10th Mar 2023 2:13am
10th Mar 2023 2:13am
A provoking precursor
KUSH HAD ME LIKE ????????
I wonder am I the only person that still has that one clock that still has yet to be set back an hour since past fall? Beside the fact I've had numerous occasions to spring forward, still falling back becoming pleasantly pleased then surprisingly surprised because I had an extra hour to play with to preside over and reside, So I thought. Not remembering that I forgot or was it forgetting to remember, either way I failed to recall that I hadn't set the hands back? However it appears that my...
I wonder am I the only person that still has that one clock that still has yet to be set back an hour since past fall? Beside the fact I've had numerous occasions to spring forward, still falling back becoming pleasantly pleased then surprisingly surprised because I had an extra hour to play with to preside over and reside, So I thought. Not remembering that I forgot or was it forgetting to remember, either way I failed to recall that I hadn't set the hands back? However it appears that my...
#family
#memories
#TimeHeals #SelfWorth
#TimeHeals #SelfWorth
275 reads
0 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
19th Feb 2023 7:09pm
19th Feb 2023 7:09pm
Can't kill Bill
It's too long to be a limerick so perhaps a ditty if you will
If you will just be still like trying to catch a fish with a rod and the reel
And if you're ever in a pickle that isn't sweet then think dill
Which is what you'll surely get if you ever mess with Bill
There lives an old man and his name is Bill
he's got a big damn boy and that man's name is Will
And if bringing them some trouble is really how you feel
You better pack a sack lunch and sharpen up your skills
but first sit down and write yourself out of will
Cause you think that you can and...
If you will just be still like trying to catch a fish with a rod and the reel
And if you're ever in a pickle that isn't sweet then think dill
Which is what you'll surely get if you ever mess with Bill
There lives an old man and his name is Bill
he's got a big damn boy and that man's name is Will
And if bringing them some trouble is really how you feel
You better pack a sack lunch and sharpen up your skills
but first sit down and write yourself out of will
Cause you think that you can and...
#strength
#money
#alcohol
#aging
#determination
362 reads
1 Comment
DRUGS POEM
Published
1st Nov 2022 3:17am
1st Nov 2022 3:17am
Blissful ignorance burdened by truth
Incomplete and broken all to pieces without peace
Lost in this crease with no release
Increasingly living predeceased
Will this beast that feasts on my decrease ever cease
Will I ever really rest in peace complete at least
To be awoken and unbroken and in one piece
Lumpty chumpty was behind the eight ball with his back to the wall
Stalled to a crawl from all the hardships that enthralled
Lumpty chumpty said fuk it all y'all when he recalled what he saw
Scrawled on the wall written real small
Coming down from a come down ...
Lost in this crease with no release
Increasingly living predeceased
Will this beast that feasts on my decrease ever cease
Will I ever really rest in peace complete at least
To be awoken and unbroken and in one piece
Lumpty chumpty was behind the eight ball with his back to the wall
Stalled to a crawl from all the hardships that enthralled
Lumpty chumpty said fuk it all y'all when he recalled what he saw
Scrawled on the wall written real small
Coming down from a come down ...
#addiction
#SelfReflection
#ignorance
#denial
#philosophical
590 reads
2 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
1st Oct 2022 5:38am
1st Oct 2022 5:38am
Happy Birthday Momma
Happy
birthday
to you
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday
Dear Momma
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday to you
It's hard to think you'd be 82
I'll always love you and miss you
Happy birthday to you
birthday
to you
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday
Dear Momma
Happy birthday to you
Happy birthday to you
It's hard to think you'd be 82
I'll always love you and miss you
Happy birthday to you
#love
#mother
#family
#birthday
#heaven
538 reads
7 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
5th Sep 2022 8:32pm
5th Sep 2022 8:32pm
True or False Witness
I spitter and sputter
With lust for trust a must or bust as the blades in my back they rust My words they flutter and mutter as I stutter to utter
But believe it or not
From haters to lovers
Still I can't believe it no way
To be one or the other
A dead man walking
Like a blind man in the dark
The final act
In the mundane script
In part with the pointless part of the part to impart as I depart
Half bled to death
From my own bleeding heart winded out of breath
With a flickering spark ...
With lust for trust a must or bust as the blades in my back they rust My words they flutter and mutter as I stutter to utter
But believe it or not
From haters to lovers
Still I can't believe it no way
To be one or the other
A dead man walking
Like a blind man in the dark
The final act
In the mundane script
In part with the pointless part of the part to impart as I depart
Half bled to death
From my own bleeding heart winded out of breath
With a flickering spark ...
#secrets
#betrayal
#drugs
#TruthOfLife
#manipulation
644 reads
4 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
6th Aug 2022 1:01pm
6th Aug 2022 1:01pm
Preying on a miracle
I ain't a poet and I know it
I harnessed the uncontrollable and I can't control it
Getting down to the brassed fact in the glassed crack
A rider to die for again some more will I ever know it
I ain't a writer and I think I show it
What a hard row it is to hoe but I gotta sew it
A bad day above ground is better than any good day spent below it
Expressionism through colorful euphemisms with multi dimensional words
Can be overthought and under sought as I disclosed to console it
The stagnant bottleneck from the asymmetrical to...
I harnessed the uncontrollable and I can't control it
Getting down to the brassed fact in the glassed crack
A rider to die for again some more will I ever know it
I ain't a writer and I think I show it
What a hard row it is to hoe but I gotta sew it
A bad day above ground is better than any good day spent below it
Expressionism through colorful euphemisms with multi dimensional words
Can be overthought and under sought as I disclosed to console it
The stagnant bottleneck from the asymmetrical to...
#hope
#drugs
#TruthOfLife
#LifeCycle
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
648 reads
3 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
7th Jul 2022 5:24am
7th Jul 2022 5:24am
To The Bonez sToned aNd Sticking witH it
Stone to the bone in the rhyme zone Outshone by the cyclone to the well-known from the unknown
Bricks and stones can be made into a home
But words can huff and puff until it's blown
Bones will heal from sticks wielded and stones thrown
But words can hurt for a lifetime
Sticks and stones have come and gone
But angry words leave scars unbeknownst
Better bring a big rock and swing a mighty thick stick
If you got the stones to start a conflict
Be very careful with each and every word you pick
Sticks from a tree may hurt me...
Bricks and stones can be made into a home
But words can huff and puff until it's blown
Bones will heal from sticks wielded and stones thrown
But words can hurt for a lifetime
Sticks and stones have come and gone
But angry words leave scars unbeknownst
Better bring a big rock and swing a mighty thick stick
If you got the stones to start a conflict
Be very careful with each and every word you pick
Sticks from a tree may hurt me...
#bullying
#PowerOfWords
#respect #DeepUndergroundPoetry
#respect #DeepUndergroundPoetry
539 reads
4 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
20th Jun 2022 00:40am
20th Jun 2022 00:40am
The Sixth Son From The Only Son Of Six
I wonder if his life flashed
before his eyes before he died
My life crashed before my eyes then I sighed
In a mad dash to the ash
Running from the worst hurt
From the last bash smashing
Head on into the first crash Thrashing from the vastness of the amassed past
Outlasting the lashing out cashed out
From the casting out hashing it out as a castaway
Passed away giving in from the passing out
With no doubt about the what
I'm the who when there's nowhere left but right there
With the know how but not the why now
Is it...
before his eyes before he died
My life crashed before my eyes then I sighed
In a mad dash to the ash
Running from the worst hurt
From the last bash smashing
Head on into the first crash Thrashing from the vastness of the amassed past
Outlasting the lashing out cashed out
From the casting out hashing it out as a castaway
Passed away giving in from the passing out
With no doubt about the what
I'm the who when there's nowhere left but right there
With the know how but not the why now
Is it...
#grief
#father
#family
#death
#FathersDay
406 reads
2 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
30th May 2022 9:25am
30th May 2022 9:25am
From the Depths Of The Fourth Dimension
It exceeds my comprehension
The ill intentions from all this tension
As I've paid in full with my fully divided retention
To the aforementioned uninvited apprehension
Failing to mention with discontentment and condescension
The depths of each lockstep indention
and their dimensions indepth Having no exemptions or extensions
Being stranded In still frame suspension
Over the absurd third intervention
From the disturbed reinvention of the unobserved fourth dimension
It takes a deep sigh to make a breath of fresh air
As I'm waking...
The ill intentions from all this tension
As I've paid in full with my fully divided retention
To the aforementioned uninvited apprehension
Failing to mention with discontentment and condescension
The depths of each lockstep indention
and their dimensions indepth Having no exemptions or extensions
Being stranded In still frame suspension
Over the absurd third intervention
From the disturbed reinvention of the unobserved fourth dimension
It takes a deep sigh to make a breath of fresh air
As I'm waking...
#grief
#heartbroken
#ILoveYou
#beauty
#dreams
1544 reads
0 Comments
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