Dwarfitelf
I'm a sixty year old man living on Disability. Sometimes my life can be boring other times not. / I was born with a learning disability. Many said I would never amount to nothing. I say that it doesn't matter anymore what they think cause already people have cut and pasted my writings and suffered greatly for doing so. So my question would be why would people be punished for posting some insignificant retarded person's writings?
The light fantasia has tripped my ways
I saw it fermenting in it's radiance, imperial, as it sways
Never my fingers touched the luminary egregious examples
I hid myself from their Phundamentalist temples.
Now that shining belongs to a more impetuous self
Lost in their repugnant, lost their personal wealth
A moment in time and space
A fixed moment which time can't erase
That feeling of abandonment degradation
Impeccable defiance for the next generation
Fixed time frigid, derivative of insufferable
Impeccably derived from inner ignorance, impassable
The finality tickets are available at a high lucre
Their souls are tenebrific, insidiously obscure
Aug 1, 2019
Aug 1, 2019 at 3:56 PM UTC
Watching from afar
Don't know who you are
Dee__--mons
They'aa-aa-ah have chaa-_nged you
Too late to turn back now
Putting your Country on a scowl
Perhaps unacquainted with vestment
Your Base keeps them in the basement
Too_oo-oo laa-_aate now
Nough
T L H Joyner
Dec 20, 2018
Dec 20, 2018 at 12:49 PM UTC
Bears hitchin' to nowhere, little piggie on it's back
What did it all mean so long ago, got lost when real life hit the sack
Wolf Daddy's gone now, the Hopi prayer is coming true
Everything around us is changing and I am not going to try to change you
For one day soon my Maker calls me to the green, green grasses of home
Where there are no sorrows, just happiness I have known
I long to be there, to finally walk by my Husband's side
I am ready for my Maker, take me to that great abide
Sep 5, 2018
Sep 5, 2018 at 2:03 PM UTC
Upon the Day He made the way.
***** a wall!" to the masses call.
That was the aim that day.
How much more, a Country like a *****
Denuclearization!?
No nuclearization?
Oh! There is no reconciliation!
Just a Nuclear Wall one day.
Wall to the South of us,
Now to the North...
Dening Allies to the East,
Perhaps Northeast, Gulf...
Northwest!
Are we confused yet
Or
Don't you see...
The Insane One is Walling up
You
&
Me!
Soon it's the Internet, media, movies.
"Are you a Phundamentalist Khristian?"
Or
"I'll have ya hangin' by or nearest trees!"
Breathe-Stand
This isn't who we are.
Breathe-Stand and GO!
We can't allow this to go this far.
Jun 12, 2018
Jun 12, 2018 at 5:31 PM UTC
Insinuations, not to be confused with
Constipations, while the mind reels in
Aggravations, over things, people, places going through
Anticipations, could it actually change directions, or
Congregations, rising up to take governments over for their
Generations, thinking now we're understand the
Insinuations, will we make it to 2020 anyway!?
Mar 24, 2018
Mar 24, 2018 at 6:07 PM UTC
I got a Bot
It wants your money
Get on your tele phoney somethin' other
Tellin' somethin' to someone or...
.. just to some crother
Listen my Bot
It wants your dignity
Come to the brightest side, where you will have nothin' hidden
Let us open you wide, let's see what's been unforgiven
OH! Be silent, don't say nothin'
Someone might find out
Our sweet Botty, found out
OH! Be silent, don't say nothin'
They know
Oh yeah, they know
Yeah
They know
by T L H Joyner
Mar 3, 2018
Mar 3, 2018 at 9:09 PM UTC
Then the magic Leo Lunar Fairy cast her greatest spell!
"Upon the old broken promise of circuses gone moldy by...
Charlton that you are, Dear King, now you can not tell near a lie!
I call it from far and wide, deep inside your filthy soul...
The hatred you see for others, you'll look in the mirror and be made whole.
For there lies your true hate, your hatred for yourself...
Nothing can save you from that, Dear Insane King, not even your extreme wealth!"
With the casting of her words a mist of stars swirling from her delicate hands. The spell was cast. The Insane King could not tell a lie when he gave his speech to his great Land.
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Book of Tibbar
Tibbar Dwarfitelf
by T L H Joyner
Feb 11, 2018
Feb 11, 2018 at 4:11 PM UTC
Upon their little monsterous Approach
The Aliens did to assimilate, do tell
The hearts, minds they tried to encroach
Our Spirit's they'd rather be in Hell
So the day goes without saying debauchery
The Alien Queen's a ****** once more
They're all reborn from their hatchery
To once again spread their seed on the floor
Oct 18, 2017
Oct 18, 2017 at 2:55 AM UTC
Will I have any grace after tonight.
Will the intrigue of the day get me by.
Can I stand up for what I feel is right.
Can I let go of all the pain and scars.
For I know, each and every day without you.
Keeps tearing at my most grateful heart.
For I know, that no matter what I go through.
Living without you has been the hardest part.
Will I find the grace to leave without a wimper or snear.
Will the magic you've left me materialize.
Can the day be greeted with sweet cheer.
Can my heart be softened, more like I can recognize.
Or just left out like before.
Saying they can't accept what's been placed.
Open hole, cover up the floor.
Just where the unnameable are placed...
Let me find the grace.
T L H Joyner 9/17
Sep 28, 2017
Sep 28, 2017 at 9:40 PM UTC
Looking, then not finding a single thing
Thinking it's over here, no, maybe here
Frantically searching for something else
Exhausted and torn, it's an emergency now
Maybe replacement for the items or
Perhaps a embodiment of social media
Rotting my brain is not only a task underlaid
It's part of the process and must be implemented
Short order, searching, under, around, up, down
Then will this suffice or something like it
Finally you don't give up you just don't say anything
You act like your no longer searching but...
It's not there
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Aug 27, 2017
Aug 27, 2017 at 3:32 PM UTC