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Feb 2016 · 800
SONEB:N.C.E.
Nebek Wormer Feb 2016
ever find it funny how how how how it all just goes on
no matter what
people say this, people say that
doomsday around the corner
at the drop of a hat
but the next day always comes
bright n early and on time
when will the day come?
''''''
words breaking
bodies shaking
beautiful thunder
ringing, reverberating throughout vessels
ethereal, physical, inanimate
cars rocking steady
beds creaking
echoes of soundwaves vibrating
Precipitation
always been waiting
for such a moment
touch of flesh potent
been waiting for this moment
is it everything wanted?
''''''
fading
swaying
breaking
subtly
noticed
when walking boldest
incomprehensible to consciousness
but deep within ancestral blood
subconscious behavior
''''
eyelids paint black
out like a match
burnt from decay
feelings never want to stay
stand still, yet sway
falling off on a decay
dry whippin with no delay
but with a fade, deep down, once locked in cage
where answers lay
within;without
look around
peepin corners
under curtains
eyes looking
something cooking
brooth for thought
keys to mind identified
moving on with presence of now
move like crow bringing woe to everyone around
feel positivity under negative dualistic attributes
working towards retribution
ever so steadily, but with swift foot guile
familiarity with these tiles shifting and forming, morphing into something new, always and forever nothing I pretend, but something ego cant depend.
~~~~~~
Pilot
lighting away
lightning distant, not far away
close like word on street
but stuck in suburbia
trapped in isolation
land molested by white devil hands
rooted deep in the finest grains of sand
in ancient lands
Looking outside of the glass,
reflections of past, a future smudged, but faintly visible
Outside of the glass is the infinite moment of now,
somehow,
untouched by human hands,
something only observed outside of observance
energy in abundance pouring out of fountains in mountains o brooth
no one believes, but its a truth
partial to the bigger picture
is a caption really necessary?
''''''
on and on and on and on and on
it goes ever so
built oppression
neglected expression
stuck on false thoughts and feelings
redirecting sails into new lands
a new perspective
new flesh
~~~~~
Evil consciousness
Suzerian possession takes sway,
stage the show
(haiku)
nevergone,alwayshere,neverclear,steadysteer,destinationsneverclear,itisalwayshere,
Account is collecting webs
but never neglected.
This posting is a collaboration
of sudden inspiration
Dec 2015 · 486
I love you
Nebek Wormer Dec 2015
Here being stands
Baring it all
Laying it down on the line
Because things need to be straightened out

This undying love is stretching beyond an incomprehensible measure
And it must be addressed

O'
SWEET ONE
Sweet
Sweet
Sweet one
Sweet
Sweet
Sweet one
I love you so
You bring warmth when i am cold
Bleeding hurts less when you're around
Here are my words
To bestow as a crown
This is dedicated to my love, my sweet one, a jar of gherkin pickles
Nebek Wormer Dec 2015
ground, ground O' ground
below
looking down, I see a world go round
in the heavens
above

this existence is hell
can you spell life without suffering?
or is it all a joke?
these days i simply cant tell

a paradox in the making
a pair of socks that need cleaning

why dont you love to mop the floor anymore?

what is the meaning of words?

why is anybody asking questions.

This is not a poem. These are not words. Just meaningless shells that house feelings for someone feel.

just something to catch and reel
ha
Dec 2015 · 522
Q?"!
Nebek Wormer Dec 2015
throw some words here
throw some words there

mental up in air
body rooted in ground

mouth spewing words here and there
here and there

can never stop
even under watchful eyes or
judgmental minds

words move clumsy with expression
throw them around there
throw them here
nothing said isn't always clear
so what, what are you saying
whats the position
what games are you playing

take five

words here, words there, words gone, words never said
what does it mean when you say i love you in bed
does it mean one day we'll wed or just end broken like the lot of 'em

what are the true meaning behind these things
what makes them words

words words words words words words words words words words
sword sword sword sword sword sword sword sword sword sword

a fine tuning here, a tinkering there, once there was words, but now, swords everywhere

swords falling, stabbing, penetrating the hearts of many
run
run
run
its no use
words can be sharp like swords
swords can be dull like words

drows in drow
awaiting the next move
the alpha signals the pack
advancement to spearhead the operation
a scene of vengeance, dread, anxiety, anger and darkness
a scene of implicit clues; a reflection of reality across the multi dimensions

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Dec 2015 · 543
Title (optional)
Nebek Wormer Dec 2015
hearing distant tunes playing beyond mental creation

when listen to closely- hairs stand up on edge

sensations flutter throughout from feet to head

thoughts fade away, last that was heard echoed

finally the moment has been let go

going toe to toe with broken emotions
laying back, stretched out,
comfort rolling in like an ocean wave

water soaked the page and extinguished the rage

distinguished patterns whimsically moving
as eyes look into the page

spirit is suddenly trapped in
the margins and lines act as the cage
Nebek Wormer Dec 2015
the reak of carnage
follows wherever i roam
no matter which turn
the stench never leaves

The reak of carnage
follows where ever i roam
no matter which turn
the stench never leaves

the reak of carnage
follows wherever i roam
no matter which turn
the stench never leaves

The reak of carnage
follows where ever i roam
no matter which turn
the stench never leaves

the reak of carnage
follows wherever i roam
no matter which turn
the stench never leaves

The reak of carnage
follows where ever i roam
no matter which turn
the stench never leaves

the reak of carnage
follows wherever i roam
no matter which turn
the stench never leaves

The reak of carnage
follows where ever i roam
no matter which turn
the stench never leaves

the reak of carnage
follows wherever i roam
no matter which turn
the stench never leaves

The reak of carnage
follows where ever i roam
no matter which turn
the stench never leaves

the reak of carnage
follows wherever i roam
no matter which turn
the stench never leaves

The reak of carnage
follows where ever i roam
no matter which turn
the stench never leaves

the reak of carnage
follows wherever i roam
no matter which turn
the stench never leaves

The reak of carnage
follows where ever i roam
no matter which turn
the stench never leaves

the reak of carnage
follows wherever i roam
no matter which turn
the stench never leaves

The reak of carnage
follows where ever i roam
no matter which turn
the stench never leaves

the reak of carnage
follows wherever i roam
no matter which turn
the stench never leaves

The reak of carnage
follows where ever i roam
no matter which turn
the stench never leaves

the reak of carnage
follows wherever i roam
no matter which turn
the stench never leaves

The reak of carnage
follows where ever i roam
no matter which turn
the stench never leaves

the reak of carnage
follows wherever i roam
no matter which turn
the stench never leaves

The reak of carnage
follows where ever i roam
no matter which turn
the stench never leaves

the reak of carnage
follows wherever i roam
no matter which turn
the stench never leaves

The reak of carnage
follows where ever i roam
no matter which turn
the stench never leaves
Probably just being a nuisance now...
Whatever.
Dec 2015 · 654
BROOTH HATH CONSUMED
Nebek Wormer Dec 2015
the last one wasn't really the last one
been away for sometime
but came back sharper than a talon

clout more magnified, but style still undefined
just been living life outside of the lines
and if i were to color in, then surely the lines were created with the strokes of my own pen
never came to Earth to win
only came to plant a seed and sprout to grow
forget what society says what life is about
intelligence leaves more room for doubt
but dont stand there skeptic
pick up the pace and start spittin septic
so that no one will want to go after you
be a hard act to follow


just let the brooth consume
just let the brooth consume
...
just let the brooth consume

laying in my room
another weekday morning
hittin the snooze button
hopin i dont miss anything important
nothing that i write is ever imported
just the essence of being
just the essence of me
Nebek Wormer breaking through the scene
maybe been listening to the clock tick tock too much
always skippin breakfast
never eatin lunch
unless its a blunt to the face
sorry to be blunt but im just up in this hellopoetry place
tryin to displace everything and anything
just giving you something to taste

maybe this wont get the <3's but im writing this as fast as thoughts travel
currently sittin in the dark of my mind
heart provides the light
see me take off now
outta your sight
Literally wrote this in the time it took you to read it. Been spitting for awhile now, now is the opportunity to eat it, but i wont force feed you. I aint no parental figure. just trying to put words to disfigured pictures hanging over the mantle above my bed. dont come knockin becuase this poet already dead.
Nebek Wormer Sep 2015
been awhile
just wanted to let somebody know
that being is doing fine
being has never felt more complete
but yet it is still incomplete

out on these tiles
finding remnants of the true nature within
where are all of the friends
so we can commence the feast
it isn't proper until everyone has arrived
and nothing will settle for less

No need to digress.
Where was the train of thought last?
Funny.
The reflection of past is foggy from the steam

jet propulsion-
scorching-
water evaporation-

writing words in the mirror to pass time
even though all the time that was had
has been burned

when will being learn?


...i tsum og ffo.. ot eht wotrednu fo eht evaw.. sgniht lliw eb rethgirb.. taht i wonk os ll'i evom no...
flow. flow. flow. its been awhile. no i am not a victim of the dreaded writers block. i just havent been writing because... no excuse can be made. i simply havent. but ive been spittin like a private cleaning boots.
Nebek Wormer Jul 2015
here we stand
at the edge.
what a drop-
the bottom cant even be found.
curious by nature-
do we dare to leap?
surely this fall will shatter me physically
surely this fall will shatter me mentally
surely this fall...
is exactly what my body needs

sudden realization

THE FIRE HAS BEEN REINVIGORATED

being jumps

it falls
it falls
down
down
down
into
a
spiral

this human flesh tears itself away
this human mind twists and contorts

...consciousness fades...

awoken in a kingdom
by a calling voice
the voice of salvation
being is in rejoice
the proverbial leap of faith
Nebek Wormer Jun 2015
sculptures;
shifting, forming, morphing, colliding, bleeding, melting, and breeding
all in minds eye.
unlocked past memories of lives lived on higher planes of consciousness
reveal creations spirit has made.
comprehending such images is merely incomprehensible with rational thought
my mind was abusive so i buried it in the plot
five miles out and eight feet deep.
may the love of Mother Earth seep in
and entangle all it ever was
with strong roots that will lead to transformation and unity.
transformation of tainted flesh; death and rebirth.
unity as one with all that is and ever was
the title is the real kicker
Nebek Wormer Jun 2015
no conventions
getting lost in this world
looking within to find the pearl
thoughts permeate being
leaving flesh stagnant from action

creative endeavors
words slipping
sludge dripping
starting over the chapters
relaunching, rebooting life
losing myself in the night

in the night
stirring
fever
hotter than these 113 degree days
laying in the black top
wasting away
wasting away

incomplete measures
stolen treasures
subconscious stream overflow
pull over truck
to unload
this heavy weight
cant believe its the 20th date
sands of times falling down
got no umbrella; taken by a clown
with a frown
because he always got caught in the rain
refrain from vengeance
i look away from wrath
taking one glance will stray me from the path
watch the thoughts
see it in motion
break free from the machine
apply the ointment
anointment of divine rite
blind sight
got me from seeing whats really there
but i pick up on it using other senses
lost it
lost it lost it lost it lost it lost
oppressive regime got me falling through the floors
tearing apart at the seams
this illusion is not what it seams
but why can i not manipulate it
what is it that im missing
off balance
outta track
gotta keep writing to keep the fluttering sensations from leaving
catalyst will lead to grieving
fun days dripping from the canvas into the bucket
sealed from the crisp air of life automatic writing to find out whats going on with me losing all touch with reality the nonsense rolls on where are these words coming from feeling numb sedation got the best of me but im happy really happy that i keep going i just want to step up the game and push like never before push psuh push but i just cant keep up redwcferjn  jnkjlemw fnhnelomkl;,'

i never give up
always looking up to marvel the beauty
switch the style
switch the style
i only do it for myself
to discover unknown features
unknown feelings
uncharted territory
lands as far as i can not see

what are my goals
what are my ambitions
guess i better keep fishing
Jun 2015 · 357
abandonment
Nebek Wormer Jun 2015
falling out of touch
the darkness is creeping back
pickin up
pickin up
on the slack
on the slack
gone too far to go back
must reel it in quick
these words are foreign
and transmission gets lost when translated
diction so outdated
faded
waning into dust
crumbling in the sea
becoming so disfigured
it hurts to read-
veil blinding sight
gotta muster the might
to come back with a bite
and fight demons that keep me up at night
in the end everything is gonna be alright
till then this flesh has to survive
there is no other way to conquer the pains
other than to wear them
numb the past by living in the present-
trying to find the presence of enlightenment
knowledge shows that it lies before the frame
but it keeps losing focus
because things havent changed
bounded ways
fueling roaring flame
flesh burns at the pyre
will death lead being to ascension up the spire?

mind wont stop acting so petty
let me live this life without getting sweaty
free from the worry
free from the stress
let me breathe success

this mindset is broken
smashed
acid washed
so i leave it hear to die
strength.
Jun 2015 · 600
Running Pipe Dreams
Nebek Wormer Jun 2015
Running to avoid the pain
Running to remain sane
Everything is fine in its place
Everything is fine in its place
-
Dont think that you're onto me
Lost tabs on myself
Been running all this time
To keep it on the shelf
-
To afraid to change
Im fine in these ways
Despite the apathy and stagnant days
Im fine in these ways

Hardly recognizable;
Reflections of my face
Shattered mirrors represent me
And all of my disgrace
-
Running to avoid the pain
Has driven me insane
Must break free from these ways
Everything is out of place

Everything is out of place
you can only run for so long until you become tired
May 2015 · 429
13 feet a-low
Nebek Wormer May 2015
you left me stranded on an island
in another- gal-la-xy

found in you someone i could confide in
but that was just a- fal-la-cy

feel you watchin' me
feel you watchin' me
at the standstill of my reflection
down at cross town intersection
re-al-ity- crashes unto me

grasping the truth
stewing the brooth
learning to choose my own des-ti-ny

the past is behind me
you are behind me

in another gal-la-xy
stranded on an island

where you'll rot

no hard fe-el-ings,
i harbor no resentment,
tru-ly no resentment

but you'll rot

deep within the plot
:Title (optional):
twist ending got minds bending
May 2015 · 407
Gone Fishin!
Nebek Wormer May 2015
The mind is a formidable foe, but it can be conquered and trained to ones will.
Nebek Wormer Apr 2015
I'm not sure if I can go on, but
then what would be the point of living?

Living? What is it that I even live for?

What is my purpose?

Where do I stand in this World?
And what will my place be as the years goes on?

It doesnt make any sense to think of the future,
as it is, unexpected, so what must I think about...
The past? Been there done that, no way to go back...
.  .  .

Surely...
This process of self awakening must be outside the realm of thoughts...
Outside the world of my mind...

No longer will I sit and ponder
I will look for every opportunity to live in the present
...to find what I am looking for
...to establish purpose
...to establish my place in this world
...to establish peace of mind
...to establish a connection so loving and blissful to the
divine

P............S.........to establish my eternal happiness

Sincerely yours,
J.......H.........
Apr 2015 · 6.2k
creak
Nebek Wormer Apr 2015
creaking house

my mind cant escape the noise

creak

havent blinked in an hour

creak
creak

skin shivering

creak
creak

been up for a week

Creeeeeeeeeeeeeak

ghostly vision
making the incision
possession of being
what have i become

creak
creak
creak
creak
CreeeeeeeeeeeeaaKKKKK
Creeeeeeeee­eeeaaKKKKK
CREEEEEEEEEEEAAAKKKKKKK
CREEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAKKKK
CREEE­EEEEEEEAAAAAKKKKK
CCCRRRRRRREEEEEEEAAAAAKKKKK
.
.
.
.
slipping from reality
ego fatality
falling through my physical being
falling through my physical being
when was the last time i dreamt
a call ive sent
no contact with the outside world
my life has transformed into an oyster with no pearl

CREEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAKK
CREEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAKKKK
CCCRRRRRE­EEEAAAAKKKKK
CCCRRRRREEEEAAAAKKKK

AND THAT ******* NOISE I CANT ESCAPE
SHATTERING MY BEING
EAR ****
DRUM PUNCTURED
IDLE HANDS TARE AWAY THE FLESH
I FEEL THE PAIN
IM NOT THE SAME
I LOVE THE PAIN
I LOVE THE PAIN
I FEEEL THE PAIN....

AND SUDDENLY IM TAKEN BACK TO THE orchid

where i used to lay...
.
far away...
.
Happy
Flow
Somewhere in the depths of my mind
A lunatic resides
Apr 2015 · 346
fuckatitle
Nebek Wormer Apr 2015
'ascension into what?'
a black abyss
'to find who?'
why, the true self of course
'where will this take you?'
a plane of consciousness where you seize to exist my friend. i have made it and unfortunately for you this is the inevitable end.
the breaking of the cycle...

farewell.

'but wait! wont we meet again?'

i have no certainties or expectations of such
it could be months or years
but come now
dry those tears and
lets cheer for the
AWAKENING
Mar 2015 · 576
androidprogrammedtodeceive
Nebek Wormer Mar 2015
articulation
picking particles for the masterpiece
ebb and flow overload
mainstream subconsciousness into the populace
ha haaa i am nebek wormer-r-r-r-r programmed to deceive ha ha ha ha haaaaa
Feb 2015 · 557
subconscious reflection
Nebek Wormer Feb 2015
fleeting memories of the past
tangible when I put on that nostalgic mask
a cowl that was worn for years too long

where has time gone?

rapid growth
development of body and mind have allowed a ceremonious welcoming for the spirit

metamorphosis
-
shattering cocoon
re emergence into this physical plane coming soon

reflections of the past
fortifies present situations
no consideration of the future for I have no expectations

come what may
Nebek Wormer Jan 2015
Investigative force
Observer with no remorse
Awaiting the path to unfold
The trial of natures course
Never more shall we fall into oblivious plans
Connection with the source alleviates the confusion and uncertainty the future provides

Delve deep within
The answers are ever present
The soul awaits the physical to surrender in its presence

Break the chain
Strive for new
Break the constraints
That holds the potential back
Back
Back
Into deevolution
Always looking outward for solutions
Into the delusion
Take a look within to be the answer


Burying woe
Cannot let go of the familiar essence;
Your prescience

Bleak minutes tick away
Color fade
Purposeful sedation
Somber face

Metamorphosis
Into cold state
Visions of the Gate
Destroyed by the course of fate
What uncertainties now await?

Jaded repression
Bound by the constraints
Carrying the worlds weight
What uncertainties now await?

Bleak expression
Brewing oppression

*******!
*******!

Deathly wallows ensue
Inward into the grotto
Echoing hallows

What
Jan 2015 · 495
fat cat infiltration
Nebek Wormer Jan 2015
Big wigs

Takin swigs

So this is what its like to live life with a suit and tie

Well ill tell you what i think id rather die
i met the city mayor and im sure he wasnt  fond of me
Dec 2014 · 512
Balance
Nebek Wormer Dec 2014
His orifices are dark, hallow invoking fear and wallow. The embodiment of true evil. Her radiating light is of extraordinary pleasure, singing of soul treasures. The embodiment of true purity. I shall kiss the night in the name of divinity to bring about the everlasting trinity within and without.
Dec 2014 · 686
King of Pentacles
Nebek Wormer Dec 2014
Happy Healthy Intelligent Strong
The six senses is what the being draws

Mind lost absolute control
Reaping what is sown
Learning not to doubt
No need to worry

Feeling body and heart
Contrasting light from the dark
Possessor of the spark
Action will leave a mark

Embarking onward
This vessel is a conduit for change
Allowing my soul to break free from the cage

O' journey turn the page
And bring about new days
11:08pm
Nov 2014 · 450
XIII
Nebek Wormer Nov 2014
every glance—
every turn—
lurking from behind-
o' blessing in disguise-
awaiting to take me into the night—

whispering winds—
'come when ready'-
utter demise inevitable—
deconstruction will ensue—
the only path—
make my being anew——

end dawning-
now is the chance—

leap—

*into the great circle dance
november 19, 2014/11:38/flow
Nov 2014 · 357
9:13pm 10/12/14
Nebek Wormer Nov 2014
Smoking nicotine--
for the rush

Head melting
Body turning to mush

As I collapse to the floor-
Realization dawns

My spirit longs for something more!

Unfulfillment at its finest

What is my worth?

Rising from the ashes

My being runs out the door and screams,
"I am worth more than I could possibly imagine! My potential is endless, I AM co-creator of the universe!"

Just like my fellow human race...
If only we could all get the taste
Oct 2014 · 722
13
Nebek Wormer Oct 2014
13
Misunderstood since birth;
A fool to temptation and self apathy.
Hard work necessary for advancement
No eternal reward for wasting the days.

PAYMENT IS DUE

There is no other solution
Only the path of change.
Something yearned, but
A  sacrificing lesson needing to be learned.
10/27/14  9:22
Oct 2014 · 547
Vlad:Impaler
Nebek Wormer Oct 2014
Work lost~
Another victim sent to the pyre.
Shun the non believers
Saw the hands and feet of the sinners.

We are Gods within our humble environment
Handing out judgement to anyone whom we please

Beg
Plea,     Scream     ,plea
Beg

All you like, but your head is being sent to the pike
2:04pm 10/19/14
Oct 2014 · 10.3k
Itchy Face;
Nebek Wormer Oct 2014
Itchy face;

Cold embrace,
Troubled by fate

Itchy face;

The taste longed for is
The glory of success.

Itchy face;

If only he could put in the best.
O how he yearns for that taste

Itchy face;
12:54am 9 29 2014

— The End —