silversurfer - Hello Poetry

The bright light shines In the darkest of hours Where does one go To rid myself and shower? Through the darkest of forests Grueling caves, city lights No man can withstand The burden at hand An immortal hunger A man with no slumber… I yearn for the taste of love I’ve outlived any future I imagined Drenched in crimson showers I yearn of passion Blinded by the smell of lust… As the midnight hour strikes I stretch my wings Shake off my imaginary thought And prepare for flight This curse of mine I wish to die for just one night…

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May 6

May 6, 2026 at 5:28 PM UTC

MAN-BAT

The bright light shines In the darkest of hours Where does one go To rid myself and shower? Through the darkest of forests Grueling caves, city lights No man can withstand The burden at hand An immortal hunger A man with no slumber… I yearn for the taste of love I’ve outlived any future I imagined Drenched in crimson showers I yearn of passion Blinded by the smell of lust… As the midnight hour strikes I stretch my wings Shake off my imaginary thought And prepare for flight This curse of mine I wish to die for just one night…

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From the garden that stretches Beyond the earth’s crust Heartache from a young soul Desperate for love Feelings now numb… Drowned in the bellows of Ophelia’s garden Where rosemary no longer bloom Daisies turned weeds A heart that forever bleeds… Oh Ophelia, Your fate was written Through the madness of a man, Through the vines of your garden What lies now is a vessel Eyes that once contained life Now harvest a black hole Where the heart once was Oh Ophelia…

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May 6

May 6, 2026 at 4:20 PM UTC

Ophelias Garden

From the garden that stretches Beyond the earth’s crust Heartache from a young soul Desperate for love Feelings now numb… Drowned in the bellows of Ophelia’s garden Where rosemary no longer bloom Daisies turned weeds A heart that forever bleeds… Oh Ophelia, Your fate was written Through the madness of a man, Through the vines of your garden What lies now is a vessel Eyes that once contained life Now harvest a black hole Where the heart once was Oh Ophelia…

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I’ve written words that no man would share My thoughts and prayers Those that never cared I’ve written letters of love I never shared I’ve asked questions to answers That weren’t there “Why man would leave you?” A question I asked her often “Was it love that was never there?” Emotional comfort was something new That type of intelligence was rare It was at Eden’s garden A love that was hardened Through complications and tongues That spoke in lustful actions A dialect I’d speak often. Through shared grief Knowledge was given through a divine fruit It was pressure, it was hardship, A way to make an excuse To watch the naked eye receive a **** cloth. “I feel for you, I walk through fire and burn for you, Your efforts are tired, The one you love, has turned against you Those desires, what made you put out that fire?” You would question your existence. “Was it sacrifice to make another happy? Was it temptations from the other side? Was it a ‘protector’ that took advantage of you?” Was it your pride? You turned your back against me For better judgement What if Adam took a bite out the apple? Would he have been treated different? Would it be the righteousness of man? Or the cowardice hiding behind God? Would it be rewritten where Eve is to blame? When reality man has caused us To be eternally ******

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Nov 20, 2025

Nov 20, 2025 at 3:45 PM UTC

Divine Fruit Eaten by a Coward

I’ve written words that no man would share My thoughts and prayers Those that never cared I’ve written letters of love I never shared I’ve asked questions to answers That weren’t there “Why man would leave you?” A question I asked her often “Was it love that was never there?” Emotional comfort was something new That type of intelligence was rare It was at Eden’s garden A love that was hardened Through complications and tongues That spoke in lustful actions A dialect I’d speak often. Through shared grief Knowledge was given through a divine fruit It was pressure, it was hardship, A way to make an excuse To watch the naked eye receive a **** cloth. “I feel for you, I walk through fire and burn for you, Your efforts are tired, The one you love, has turned against you Those desires, what made you put out that fire?” You would question your existence. “Was it sacrifice to make another happy? Was it temptations from the other side? Was it a ‘protector’ that took advantage of you?” Was it your pride? You turned your back against me For better judgement What if Adam took a bite out the apple? Would he have been treated different? Would it be the righteousness of man? Or the cowardice hiding behind God? Would it be rewritten where Eve is to blame? When reality man has caused us To be eternally ******

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Pride is what kills a man Pride is sent by the ****** to cause injustice I pray to those that never made it out alive Cause of pride. It’s instilled in us, its how we breathe How we react, it’s apart of us Pride… Pride comes between you and I What leaves a eye black and blue You still choose to seek violence in your actions. Cause for what? Cause your manhood was tested? What if you left this earth with the regret you have now? You think pride will be there at your side? No- pride is what’s in the back of your mind Whispering in your ear “He talked about your momma, you finna let that slide?” “He touched your girls backside, you finna let that slide?” Pride is the work of the devil The corrupted man, easily manipulated Filled with the devil’s anger To let the world see that a man is no man. Controlled by anger, fueled by rage Pride is the monster that was left in a cage Pride is what kills a man.

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Nov 13, 2025

Nov 13, 2025 at 4:26 PM UTC

Death of a Man, Caused by Pride

Pride is what kills a man Pride is sent by the ****** to cause injustice I pray to those that never made it out alive Cause of pride. It’s instilled in us, its how we breathe How we react, it’s apart of us Pride… Pride comes between you and I What leaves a eye black and blue You still choose to seek violence in your actions. Cause for what? Cause your manhood was tested? What if you left this earth with the regret you have now? You think pride will be there at your side? No- pride is what’s in the back of your mind Whispering in your ear “He talked about your momma, you finna let that slide?” “He touched your girls backside, you finna let that slide?” Pride is the work of the devil The corrupted man, easily manipulated Filled with the devil’s anger To let the world see that a man is no man. Controlled by anger, fueled by rage Pride is the monster that was left in a cage Pride is what kills a man.

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I'm lost... Not literally but still... Lost. I don't know how I got to this space I couldn't tell you the time, The place, Where I am in this exact moment Doesn't feel real. Am I safe? Am I not? Who can I turn to when the tides become tidal waves? There is no one to turn to, When I'm lost.

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Oct 27, 2025

Oct 27, 2025 at 3:50 PM UTC

huh... strange?

I'm lost... Not literally but still... Lost. I don't know how I got to this space I couldn't tell you the time, The place, Where I am in this exact moment Doesn't feel real. Am I safe? Am I not? Who can I turn to when the tides become tidal waves? There is no one to turn to, When I'm lost.

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As I travel through cold embraces of space Planetary vortexes That hold sheer dominance Over a planetary rule A planet that is similar to home With no air to breathe As it only gives me enough To clutch my lung pipes, I’ve roamed the infinite galaxies I've witnessed a handful of timelines Where I lived a sane childhood. The grasp I once had That kept my motivation fueled like coal in the burning fire This planet’s core where I call "home" Can no longer carry the weight of my problems Compared to its sister’s planet that carries Eight billion others, My creation stems from the watchers That cast judgement, And only see what they choose to believe I wish to see the truth But the watcher knows that is something I could never bare I sit on top of this red planet Wishing to come home I sit on top of this red planet Never able to call it "home"

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Sep 29, 2025

Sep 29, 2025 at 4:03 PM UTC

The Rain Drops of a Celestial

As I travel through cold embraces of space Planetary vortexes That hold sheer dominance Over a planetary rule A planet that is similar to home With no air to breathe As it only gives me enough To clutch my lung pipes, I’ve roamed the infinite galaxies I've witnessed a handful of timelines Where I lived a sane childhood. The grasp I once had That kept my motivation fueled like coal in the burning fire This planet’s core where I call "home" Can no longer carry the weight of my problems Compared to its sister’s planet that carries Eight billion others, My creation stems from the watchers That cast judgement, And only see what they choose to believe I wish to see the truth But the watcher knows that is something I could never bare I sit on top of this red planet Wishing to come home I sit on top of this red planet Never able to call it "home"

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I could only speak metaphorically I could only see what was given to me People expect the worst, they want me violent They want me banging on my chest causing riots Riptides that cause the earth to shake The only reason I’ll ever play it safe Life is the only woman I’ll ever chase But I’ll go first before my father’s time pass He got regret to live with, He ain't finish his current sentence… Things I forget to mention when I’m questioned, “what if I did this, would you act this way? What if I changed the way I speak? Would we still have a shift?” It’s the hunger that I crave It’s the reason I don’t shave The reason I keep old shirts with tomato stains To remind me where I come from To remind the business that I stand on. “There's a war’s goin' on outside, no man is safe from” Blinded by the lives we see on tiny screens Children having children, Then cycles repeat… It’s the growing up with voodoo being practiced The dangers of Santeria, Its what that red wine’ll do to you The dangers of sangria, I’ll speak in tongues the shepherd wouldn’t understand I’ll speak in rhythm while they’re off beat I’ll speak in loyalty while they try and cheat It’s the hunger that I crave It’s the reason I’m not safe If I could understand the hate you give, We’d be the chosen few to gain inner peace The handful that would say please I never understood sin How am I supposed to teach my kin? Teach him to love himself, and don’t depend Teach the reason man gave half his rib It’s the hunger.

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Sep 25, 2025

Sep 25, 2025 at 4:33 PM UTC

Adam's Hunger

I could only speak metaphorically I could only see what was given to me People expect the worst, they want me violent They want me banging on my chest causing riots Riptides that cause the earth to shake The only reason I’ll ever play it safe Life is the only woman I’ll ever chase But I’ll go first before my father’s time pass He got regret to live with, He ain't finish his current sentence… Things I forget to mention when I’m questioned, “what if I did this, would you act this way? What if I changed the way I speak? Would we still have a shift?” It’s the hunger that I crave It’s the reason I don’t shave The reason I keep old shirts with tomato stains To remind me where I come from To remind the business that I stand on. “There's a war’s goin' on outside, no man is safe from” Blinded by the lives we see on tiny screens Children having children, Then cycles repeat… It’s the growing up with voodoo being practiced The dangers of Santeria, Its what that red wine’ll do to you The dangers of sangria, I’ll speak in tongues the shepherd wouldn’t understand I’ll speak in rhythm while they’re off beat I’ll speak in loyalty while they try and cheat It’s the hunger that I crave It’s the reason I’m not safe If I could understand the hate you give, We’d be the chosen few to gain inner peace The handful that would say please I never understood sin How am I supposed to teach my kin? Teach him to love himself, and don’t depend Teach the reason man gave half his rib It’s the hunger.

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As it calls for my name I decline the opportunity. Thoughts filled with hesitation Feelings of guilt weigh heavy with temptation, What am I to do when I crave attention My body could only hold out for so long… It calls for my name, But I decline the opportunity Thoughts filled with possibility But guilt weighs heavier than any boulder With feelings. The weight of it all has me hunched over The burning sensation of body heat under the scorching sun Recreates the fire of Notre-Dame. As it calls for my name, for one final time I finally accept the opportunity As the burning flames unfortunately take over And I succumb to the fire.

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Sep 25, 2025

Sep 25, 2025 at 4:24 PM UTC

Notre-Damic Fire

As it calls for my name I decline the opportunity. Thoughts filled with hesitation Feelings of guilt weigh heavy with temptation, What am I to do when I crave attention My body could only hold out for so long… It calls for my name, But I decline the opportunity Thoughts filled with possibility But guilt weighs heavier than any boulder With feelings. The weight of it all has me hunched over The burning sensation of body heat under the scorching sun Recreates the fire of Notre-Dame. As it calls for my name, for one final time I finally accept the opportunity As the burning flames unfortunately take over And I succumb to the fire.

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In moments like these i feel every weight of every planet Rest on my shoulders i see the heavens form against me, Hell tries to side with me… Every star in existence Watching my fate crash right in front of me i stand on the moon watching, Watching from a far away distance the earth, Where I watch you live your every day life. You’re my entire world and don’t even know it… Maybe it’s a hyper fixation Because you show me true kindness i find my self turning red, Something i never did before… i find myself waiting for a reply Something i used to never care for… It’s the unfortunate truth But is something i must explain to you, I’m torn between reality and spirituality What’s real and what’s fantasy How i live my life, i am on a separate plane of existence Forced to answer to a being… A being the size of 300 skyscrapers All stacked in one… A being that’s devoured everything i’ve ever cared for… A being with a never ending devour for lust… It feeds off the love i ever gave to any planet… You’re my earth... i don’t want you to become a victim of this destruction So i run away from you… When reality i am changing my course, So you wouldn’t be hurt… As i ride the cosmos Passing by other planets in the distance, None could ever compare to you… The lonely silver surfer… Writes a Lonely Soul’s Poem

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Jun 23, 2025

Jun 23, 2025 at 10:11 PM UTC

The Lonely Silver Surfer

In moments like these i feel every weight of every planet Rest on my shoulders i see the heavens form against me, Hell tries to side with me… Every star in existence Watching my fate crash right in front of me i stand on the moon watching, Watching from a far away distance the earth, Where I watch you live your every day life. You’re my entire world and don’t even know it… Maybe it’s a hyper fixation Because you show me true kindness i find my self turning red, Something i never did before… i find myself waiting for a reply Something i used to never care for… It’s the unfortunate truth But is something i must explain to you, I’m torn between reality and spirituality What’s real and what’s fantasy How i live my life, i am on a separate plane of existence Forced to answer to a being… A being the size of 300 skyscrapers All stacked in one… A being that’s devoured everything i’ve ever cared for… A being with a never ending devour for lust… It feeds off the love i ever gave to any planet… You’re my earth... i don’t want you to become a victim of this destruction So i run away from you… When reality i am changing my course, So you wouldn’t be hurt… As i ride the cosmos Passing by other planets in the distance, None could ever compare to you… The lonely silver surfer… Writes a Lonely Soul’s Poem

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I fell into a familiar habit One that contained lustful actions, Lustful speech… “What my tongue would do if graced with your garden…” I had a talk with a fallen angel That’s what brought me back to this habit, Lustful speech… “I would guide your body the way it was intended…” A woman I lost touch with, Who had forgotten my name… Forgotten my voice…Forgotten my looks… “Looks like we both don’t have numbers saved…” Intoxication brings the lust out of us all Even when we find love I asked to hear her speak. “It’s not mysterious if i’m giving up voice…” she said Intoxicated, but she wasn’t clueless As was I, slurring my words Falling into this little game… “I like to role play…” she said And so we played, neither giving up who we were Until she grew bored, and left me to dry I whisper to myself… “Until later… when we play our game… and fall into our lustful habit once again…

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Jun 22, 2025

Jun 22, 2025 at 9:26 PM UTC

Lustful Remembrance

I fell into a familiar habit One that contained lustful actions, Lustful speech… “What my tongue would do if graced with your garden…” I had a talk with a fallen angel That’s what brought me back to this habit, Lustful speech… “I would guide your body the way it was intended…” A woman I lost touch with, Who had forgotten my name… Forgotten my voice…Forgotten my looks… “Looks like we both don’t have numbers saved…” Intoxication brings the lust out of us all Even when we find love I asked to hear her speak. “It’s not mysterious if i’m giving up voice…” she said Intoxicated, but she wasn’t clueless As was I, slurring my words Falling into this little game… “I like to role play…” she said And so we played, neither giving up who we were Until she grew bored, and left me to dry I whisper to myself… “Until later… when we play our game… and fall into our lustful habit once again…

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