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Apr 2019 · 1.4k
Filtered Perspective
STLR Apr 2019
I've been looking at the world from a different perspective

IG filters and Snapchat interceptions

I was off the grid,  I am now in inception

Social media dance floors
no escape or exceptions

what do you stand for?
put your hands in the septic

so your arms can take all the **** that
Your legs normally dealt with

Apartment, complex complicated life consequences

Brothers life deciphered
into the trenches

Despite all of the help we lent him

Life can be a loan when you are alone
It can get expensive

Don't own a home,
but I could show you what rent is

I could show you what hustle is,
I'm that relentless

Slick mouth, silver tounge...this is manifested

Bike peddling, rebelling Ambidextrous

Quiet devilish, my medicine makes most hella lit

I speak in crooked tongues like most nuns who settle with

Being Singular minded there Vibes are so celibate

A courier in this Corredor settlement

How do I, in these times, stay not high but relevant

I'm confined in thin lines, tell them **** time,
if the sunshine, makes us dumb blind

Like retail and it's details with the big signs

See this conclusion is just a visual illusion
A cesspool in the mainstream visual pollution

This vortex is just a digital confusion
Digits to acidic, hash tags for the lab rats to abuse them

watch me slipstream into a hazmat suit and snap back to an audience all the toxics that I'm using

my minds a clock incapsulated in the bottom of a backpack but only in math class, I state facts for your amusement

How can you do this?! Who the **** are you kid?!

I'm Duke Nukem with a scorpion fist ready to hiduken!

I'm Isaac Newton with a paint brush when I do this

Painting photosynthesis with my sentences, I conclude with...

Nothing but a chronological order I cause a cascade of disorder

I'm on the edge don't **** with me and my border...can't **** with me I'm the best this visual mess is what your ordered
Dec 2016 · 978
In-versed Hearse
STLR Dec 2016
half dead, half alive
I've set the ******* aside

A lack of communication
made relationships complicated

no in between or compromise
just apartment evacuation

secrets and her temptations
for other girls in disguise

never seeing my family
broke my family ties

relationship was a tragedy
but education for wise

this determination is simply brought to you by

making my circles smaller and putting middle fingers sky

I don't fear the exterior
only my inner mind

I give 2 ***** about what it takes to be "That Guy"

positive energy, I pass vibes
like blunts in reversed rotation then high five

No need for enemies, I connect friends
like social media connects via WiFi

your presumed assumption is that I'm a basic guy
and that I only listen punk rock & low-fi
and watch shows on Syfy

Well ****, my minds a calibration
of verbal & herbal celebrations

a cascade of cadences
spitting cyhper's inside a basement

surprised reactions to faces who are adjacent
I flow with sophistication

I feel like I'm re-bourne an moving forward like jason

rebellious red chariot ready for devastation
hilarious recreations of politically posh faces

freedom of speech, now hear me say this
**** all, who think they can get away with
being rude or a racist
lets do away with limitations
that cause friction and separation

**** the order of the elderly
rules and the regulations

rules are meant for breaking
an tools are meant for the taking
watch me build a ******* nation
via verbal detonation, devotion and demonstrations

**** my ethnicity, my identity is nameless

Don't **** with the code
you'll get stuck in the ******* matrix

Pills an Anna Nicole
depression left in the cold

not a vomiting anorexic
but one who spits in the septic
verbal spitter & rhyme splitter via lethal needle injection

mud runner without a mold
I've left love in the cold
now I'm hoping that right is left in me

different directions I've traveled represents the best of me
I am my own friend, **** the fakes, I'm what I'm meant to be

don't judge with out a jury or without reading my life sentences
I've found peace in myself, I've finally found the rest of me

**** I ain't lost anymore!! this is what your witnessing
I am far from finishing, my vision is too riveting

no intermissions just missions to moons and galaxies
space shuttle launch from my brain, I create my own gravity
pull out your IPhone's or Screen Capture this With Your Galaxy
social media share button so all your friends can see

I've pieced the puzzle of my life, I need the glue its time to frame it
No more *******, just full clips of this flame ****

Fireball to faces, I'm in my own game *****!

pause if i wanna, smoke that **** that merry-hanukkah
shout out to my brother switchin lanes
likes its the autobahn
2017 I'm aiming to create a phenomenon

2017 I'm transforming to an auto-bot
******* to robo-cop
**** my solo-dolo ****
only spittin flames
like I'm chewing on a lava rock

that's melted lava for you fakes
wearing pajamas, dabbing to panda in a Honda wait...
my anaconda stretches condoms and eats a lot of cake..
my apatite is of dynamite all i need is safe..

I've cracked the code like De Vinci, come **** with me
Third Eye to the wise who think they know the secret
My code is of syntax created by cryptic code
just Netflix it, only a single X? lets fixxx it
comprehended what you just read them **** with it

I'm done with it, I use the letter the X to many times

I'm submissive..lets have a letter **** in a sub-riddit
Nov 2016 · 500
Time
STLR Nov 2016
Look..look here, pause for a second before the seconds get near

the clock is dishonest and it cuts like shears.

I stare into the sky yet I do not fear

even if the end was near, I would be in the clear

Like visions that are translucent, let's mix it up like blood transfusions

don't think too hard just say you can do it!

what are drugs to a man using?

I call it addicted, my logic is gifted I'm on it your just with it

let me call a witness to this lyrical massacre

my letters strangle the pilot, co-pilot, and passengers.

There belittled by small riddles am the verbal ambassador

My minds pickled so sick hospice, not hospital

my rhymes ripple as I watch the clock trickle

Time is the enemy never stare at it, and if you look for too long...you will become an addict

An addiction to numbers...one two three...along with others

Countless counts of time equal to a waste of time so pause it, take your time...

A debate will rise ...to take equates to loss..we run,drive, and fly at any cost

But there is only one currency...time is the coin of all eternity.

When the hands turn they move clockwise with certainty.

the counter clock is unwise certainly...

because it moves in contrast with urgency...

Father Time what is thee emergency?
Mother Nature's calling she waiting for the earth to speak.
Nov 2016 · 1.2k
Too Many Hours
STLR Nov 2016
I've spent too many hours trying tower my accomplishments
I stole this art, replaced my heart with everything that's opposite
reverse the hearse, this inner peace is quite a compliant
my yin and yang are but centerpieces upon a ledge
if they fall off, these elements will simply crush a head
solar optimist, a bi-polar writer with floppy-disk
decoded so you can't comprehend

no counter weight for this heavyweight of a mentalist
as I pick up the pen you can see that a flame was lit
since this is my movie, let's keep it groovy and toss the script
I can't wait to show the world what the **** monumental is!

this flow is brilliant to extravagant
I guess what I'm feeling is happiness?
no resilience happening?
Still, don't know who my pappy is

happy pieces of laughy taffy
enough motion from the potion
will have a girl callin me pappy quick

I stay railing like locomotives
the motive is, I'm to motived and focus with all this poetry
unleash my inner locust, then leap on to new pageantry  
I'm well adapted like strangers blending into scenes
I gave her the wood in return we nurtured a tree
its double sided girl this **** isn't ever free
If you don't like the price
there's the door you can leave

but look
I know I don't have a car
but soon I will buy a Toyota
pick you up so you can sleepover
I have a super cobra that shots like a super soaker
whenever you're doing yoga
Hulu view for the two,
Youtube view interlude
Netflix an Chill for the mood
Tv on dimmest setting
an inner room lit like the moon
smoking **** watching views
give me snack like I'm ****** do
I just want to lay with you

I picked you out of the many few
from the ocean of this social media stew
girl, what would you like me to do?


November 22, 2016 / Tuesday 1:37 PM
Drafted in hello poetry -
November 22, 2016 / Tuesday 1:40 PM (First Offical Hello Poetry Poem)
Nov 2016 · 3.8k
Can't Fuck With The Vision
STLR Nov 2016
I ******* rock it
Then I lay it down

I am not a quitter, sick spitter
**** I just flow in rounds

atmospherics an
******* stellar sounds

Lyrics of astrophysics,
like chemistry
I just shape the ground

just huddle
But do not make a sound

I crush a cypher, decipher words into crooked nouns

Instant reaction to actions,
My riddles break the crowd

I've adapted to hard labor now

Can't **** with the vision
I'm here to **** it
and change the sound

Bicycle wheel spinning, I'm grinding
I need to get around

Flow soulful, for the soul
like I'm the golden child

Y'all so so, I go super sayin
No super wild

No delaying, I'm not evening playing
You're played out

Penetrator is coming through now
Left-over flow ******* better eat their food now

2016 fiend, ***** this just a new style

I hit the restart button, say **** the hard drive, bike peddling to work say **** the hard ride, living life is easy I say **** the hard times

I'm choking the game, I'm looking to ******* hog tie

Business this
you can **** on my long tie...

Young killer
been spittin it for a long time

Past due with my ******* come up

Ain't nobody ******* with the vision I'm blowing up

Cutting all these lames like division
So I can it add up

All of the positives, at heart I'm an optimist, don't **** with my oxygen
You can't breath what I breathe, **** your accomplishments, I will squash all of them I just abolish bums

Don't **** with my vision, I will **** for what is mine
and do it with precision

All these hoes just multiply
I divided with the quickness

All these fakes just want to try
don't try cause your missing

**** all of the rules
***** I am a misfit

I am just a ghoul, no goblin, no riches

The world is full of fools
Who can't **** with my vision
Nov 2016 · 1.3k
Fuck Society
STLR Nov 2016
I say ******* to society

I've given up sobriety

Iron man with Iron feet

I will run with no defeat


You don't know the half of it


**** the negativity

I am positivity

This is my nativity


You can't even tell it's me

The future & the past will meet

Everything is obsolete

I travel in infinity


That's why I hit the alt delete

You can check my Windows

No one is controlling me


I do what I *******, please

Apple Fruit and Mac & Cheese

That's how it's supposed to be


As easy as a notice to evict

You're supposed to leave


As easy as a punch to the stomach

Don't expect breath


As easy as can be

Don't expect to be a friend to me


My inner intense sneeze

Rhyme schemes & remedies



I cascade into cadence

of sounds created from synergy


I make friends not enemies

those who refuse will

never hear the end of me


I connect thoughts

Like physical human centipedes


I dissect words like

frog legs & vasectomy


Perpendicular is my literature

Therefore you can't get to me


No gravity

my styles wild

It's outlandish


My sanity is inbound

Like planes landing


You're plain jane

I'm James cameron


I make waves

Then face cameras


I make change

and then hand it


I'd still **** if I was one handed


I'm still ill, I got skills


I'm a digital bandit, lyrically rampant  


spiritually sanctioned


my riddles are of mental chemicals unbalanced

because of Ritalin i spit ballads


how will this shooting effect our generation, public perception

government deception

and of course the voting ballet


tables have turned all is madness

what will the democrats and republicans say about fifty something bodies laying down a decade

It will all sound the same

public & social media hate

what stand will you take?

its crazy how all we do is debate


I stand for humanity, human lives unified not by destruction nor vanity

but the construction of

beliefs higher than religious crosses, Tall Buildings & Canopies


It's classism

Just subtract the can of beans

A ripple of mass ignorance is a brand you see


It's hate

no marketers

Hate is self-marked

We hate the unknown & don't accept

People's accomplishments


It's comfort

Drink your coffee slow

Do you know where a target is?


The same amount of a coffee

equals a meal for starving kids


It's marvelous how important

The stain on that carpet is


When most people don't have a place

Nor know what comfort is


This substance

is brought to you by A sober mind

one that is under the influence

Of motivation injected into the brain

Via increments


My sentences
are a result of elements

Past present & prevalent

I've learned the benefits

of being an optimus

Optimism is key I'm just looking up


I universally believe

that we are capable of being one


just smile when you see Sun

This journey has just begun

- stellarhero
Nov 2016 · 566
Lame Poets
STLR Nov 2016
This is for you lame poets

for those who think they can write

but aren't trying and they know it

Maybe if they used a pen right

The ink, would, in turn, show it

Scribble lines were written for pure hype

The Opposite of blurred is focused

The passion unveiled by this action is real

Massive of accents appeal, drastic yet passively chill

Why is your wackness alive and steadily actively well?

Are your points derived from a skill?

You're as dull as the night without lights or some thrill

Pick up a quill then ignite likes its hell

Shuffle your words, in return make a deal

Lies from the truth, I can easily tell

I sit in a booth, then I write what I feel

That feeling of feeling that moment of falling, emotions are heavy and heavy is frolicking

That was a lie....I hope you are following

There's a doubt in my mind, you aren't reading this properly

Do not get board...then just GO like monopoly

Maybe if I put a few words down, you will rate it

There are poets who show it...yet are still underrated

A sea full of story's that have been negated

I write what I feel and I will not be waiting

These words of chemistry clutch captivation

Winds of auroras spark smart illustrations

Verbal wasteland I recycle the sanitation

My heart pumps to fuel the blood of imagination

Devour all who find word-puzzles an aggravation

I take inspiration from various locations,then stitch words to combine these places

Now look what has happened

An arsenal of words to engage in action

Here's a hint of wordplay with a dash of passion

lyrical disaster for the eyes of the masses

Simply dedicated to the three-lined poet has bins
I DO NOT MEAN TO OFFEND ANYONE WITH THIS POEM, ITS ALL ART PEOPLE.
Nov 2016 · 342
On That Day
STLR Nov 2016
On the day that I die, I hope the sun cries stronger than its average sunlight.

Beaming positivity into those who don't try nor seem to care

I will never fear days when I'm not there.  And though it may appear, my intentions are steered.

Let this direction be a perception of clear.

My purpose has been fulfilled I'm fueled by life & deaths contrast, counterparts in a fashion

Let my thoughts never be heard, but instead dipped into acid, poured into cups then drank by the masses

Death by ideal or death by a passion?

I rather lather in goals and feelings of satisfaction.
Nov 2016 · 509
All I Have (Exhibit A)
STLR Nov 2016
These words are all I have
Deep rooted down, looking just to grab
Substance that is textural text on pedestal

I’m trying to be a person
that Isn’t so forgettable

It’s hard to cross that line,
When you want to optimize

Because everything thing you knowIs in an ocean full of lies
Will you drown or arise?
Fish hook down Pull your soul to the sky
watch you rise above the tides
of the hate and the demise

I see that vibes are strong as eyes
When they flicker in night

From this point
I have a made a decision

Too cut deep
like the slice of an incision

To do what I want
No matter what the outcome is

Tangerine Dreams
Rituals of an Alchemist

Often result
in calculations
Equivalent to calculus

When I have Dreams
I visualize with the alphabet

This is sponsored by
the human life, a billion lives
Which intertwine, Who’ve been defined by actions done in repetition

Exhibit A

Point blank, this blanks a tanked state You’ve learned once don’t make the same mistake,
Remove the “mis” out of “take”
then take that opportunity, don’t miss a thing because that “s” is where you want to be.

S is for success S is for solution I is for identifying M’s is for the Movement

Don’t rearrange these letters
or you’ll lose this
Focus that you have,
positivity is blooming

Reverse the negativity
Convert your best of energies
Revert from being cloned
Create your own identity
Nov 2016 · 767
Poetic Annihilation
STLR Nov 2016
Criminal Arson, lyrical Spartan

All coming from the dark abyss
of my apartment

I'm Aiming for your cartilage
Heart attacks happen often

Watch your ****
watch your next step

Slip up, to get surgery
like open neck

Don't expect
this **** to be progressive
nor a lullaby

I've been non-aggressive
for the longest time

I deserve some credit
for this overtime

I have reached a point
where I'm disrupting lives

Cold bars
see we're living in some chilly times

Every day I cross the street
yet I'm negligent of the signs
if I get hit is that ****** or suicide?

I see it as do or die
that action is to defined

These words move faster
For people with slower minds

This accent is Anglo-Saxon,
to massive yet to disguised

I write in the form of acid
too drastic for you and I

Avoiding all of the masses
by acting like I am passive

When really my minds a passage
That leads to actions erratic

Most people are systematic
Calculated by habits
Always missing in action
Due to lack of a passion
Distorted by forms of havoc

Armageddon again, again and again

Tell this message to your fam and a friend

Famine, no salmon nor small m&ms;

This is the end
counter clockwise is this demonstration

Illustrations
in the form of verbal detonations  

Professor X with a hex that will stop all ovulations

So that the idea of having a child
will only exist in imaginations

This is future annihilation
instinctual termination

Nuclear concentrated

enough to change all that's physical, the removal of hair follicles  

So visceral, diabolical cynical
my methodical rituals

Render foes
to their minimal state

I trust as far as I can throw you
What's you physical weight?

I'm hoping to take,
this **** to the next level

So I pulled out the Weegee board and had a chat with the devil

He made me a solid offer
I simply couldn't refuse
There was one thing that I had to do

I dipped a dreidel in a bowl of holy water, then spun it on top the altar, father took a turn but it seems that his luck had Faltered, broke was the man, so in turn, the church had to offer a bundle inside a basket
Which cradled a couple dollars
Nov 2016 · 1.3k
Wake Up
STLR Nov 2016
Wake up and write the first thing that comes to mind, if your thirst for creation doesn’t salivate your eyes, then your brains imagination is running mighty dry.
I woke up around 7 in the morning and wrote this...then went back to sleep lol
Nov 2016 · 669
Stellar Season
STLR Nov 2016
Welcome to the stellar season

new passion & new reason

I am reignited

too flamed, I’m heat seeking

Simply motivated

like a *******

Condoms made of confidence

Just in case I **** your mother

I’ve come from the bottomless

I’m higher than the very top

Too high, Upper echelon, ***** I’m Michael Angelo mixed with a Megatron

Phantom of the Op

with a knife that never stops

Chucky in the form of a dope decepticon

looking for a *** of gold like a leprechaun

If I don’t find the gold, then I’ll put the *** in ****

then spark that **** forever long

Confidence & cognac enough to keep me gunning,

cardio to cardiac Arrested for the running

Running of the mouth, running of the mind, I feel too defined

I think I’ve reached a line

Everyday

I write & spit a verse or two

yelling at the sky to see what the universe would do

a science experiment and the catalyst is you

steady battling the truth

Between working that 9 to 5

Or chasing your inner youth

Displacement of bigger visions

Shuffled by rash decisions

Motivation has risen, coupled with work ethic

I want exotics & moments of rarity

My visions clear, I’m surprised by this clarity

The world's changing like moods swings and irregularities

2016 will be the year of efficiency

A strong alliance of motivation and pure ability

Smarter science, enhances ions an durability

Energy streams through my seams like electricity

it feels riveting

I will change my ground like a terraform generator

I know that I’m bound to something that’s much greater

**** all of the hate

******* & the naysayers

onion I am

my mind has many layers

No more dishes served cold

I’m tired of late waiters

I’m a heat-seeking ventilator

Freestyle originator

Here's some cold bars & some beers from my refrigerator

Mastermind incinerator to all of the instigators

Instagram this so you ***** can read it later

No More Procrastinators, haters & ******* decisions makers

I’m bulldozing my way, then rebuilding like path makers

Skillfully shifting ground  

I’m here to tilt the equator

The time to make money

is now

Not later

Negotiations of lame relations are no longer in the equation

I’m on my digital hustle like a roomed packed with 3 Indians & 2 Asians

All coding syntax for an app that automatically takes pictures of random places

Not so C++ Basic, but if you can crack the code then it’s your for the taking

This is the stellar season were motivation is lurking, I’m excited like jive turkey, hand me a biscuit, time to consume then sore like a fly birdie.


my minds sturdy, I’m making sick instrumentals to spit a flow from the mental then simply define worthy.
Nov 2016 · 561
Wanderer Of The Night
STLR Nov 2016
The wanderer walks more then he talks fished in a *** of emotions asteroid

torn by the fact that time is a plant
of which can't be regrown when grown on a slant
oh surface what is my purpose?
why am I here? what am I after?
what is my fear?

Stuck in a haze
of being afraid of the future

I'm the wanderer of night

The walker of the shadows

my feet glide lightly beneath the
street & it's gravel

I'm peeping at the living
within the holes of their hollows

Wondering if there lives are a cycle

Go to sleep, Go to work,
Go where ever the light glows

Follow the crowd, be a part of the now

Your past actions will only be known as a noun, I've figured it out, I've opened the spout

The opportunities are endless there just flowing about

the waters of remembrance are very shallow, and impact must be heavy to make a splash

Do what you love, and your passions will truly last

Don't be stuck in the past, instead,  thrive on what's here today

This message is retrospective
echoed in constant delay

As I walk deeper into the dark this is what I truly say....L...O...S...T

it's hard to stay on track when you've mentally lost perspective
When everything you've known turns unfamiliar within seconds

Is this good energy?

or the spread of an infection?

I need a tower of fortune cookies

to hold my lessons

For when that tower crashes

it will crumble into a message

Do I search for more? or do I stay inside the common section?

I'm searching for the uncommon and people of rarity

Who can explain the emotions

of human irregularity?

Will I sustain my vision of singularity

art crafted in loops

repetition brings recognition to patterns covered from clarity

This is just a turn of the leaf

roots of the past years die off

they become obsolete, as we drift deeper into forms of technology, we suddenly find people in the form of anomalies

Look outside your window and standing there I will be, a stranger in the night

Peeping through windows for company

Only searching for answers that all of us seem to seek

Who will I be today and the following week

Who will I meet today that will change who I want to be

These are thoughts of the wanderer waking amount the streets
Nov 2016 · 709
Xolor
STLR Nov 2016
Inspired by my friend's assortment of shapes and colors

Original style & traditional technique  

Creates art like nonother

My art brother, taking the colors and shredding the canvas

distorted faces from other planets

From traditional to digital

Those techniques are critical

Sketching, drawing on paper

Emotions turned physical

Contrast with contours of color that’s Subliminal

I can take a brush and ****** a million strokes

only to a evoke that life is a chameleon coat

Plenty colors mix with a heavy dose and an antidote

Spectrums tell the story of pallets scattered across the globe

Intersections of civilian lives create a chain effect like some dominos

Retrospective minds seek ideas that are divine yet quite bountiful

A beast confined in walls is but a human animal

unleash and you will find that everything is tangible

Instinctual being, seeing is the true believing

literal beams shine, to find a truer meaning  

unpredictability, dictates our true abilities  



I am but an entity

who seeks to be a piece of energy

not blinded by identity

I forge these recipes, so all your eyes can eat

for these words are too delicious

so don't hit backspace our alt delete
Nov 2016 · 398
Instagratification
STLR Nov 2016
Welcome to the nation of instant gratification

Like me everywhere
it doesn't matter your location

Love me for me
and I will be very gracious

Share all of my photos
And soon you'll become famous

5...4...3...2...1....spontaneous detonation

You will give me attention
Our else I will ******* take it

I want everything
I have no ******* patience

I look great You don't
It's time to just ******* face it

The reality is
this person Is just a patient

Psychologically there mental has just been wasted

This Phenomenon is marketing in the making

7 pounds in 7 days is that product worth taking?

20 dollars for 20 mins of readings
in some basement  

Your future can be foreseen
as long as you pay the fee

Here is crystal ball,
grab a chair and take a set

Exhaustion from ****** job equals heavy and tired feet

Anything that I say will surely put you at ease

Because instant gratification is my tool and marketing sheet

If I say you will be rich In the next following weeks

You will instantly believe
Due to the fact that you had a ****** week

Your worries become obsolete,
in this current state of mind

they swindled you for your money and also for you time

Instant gratification
I thank you for reading mine
Nov 2016 · 4.8k
My Cave
STLR Nov 2016
it looks like the inside of my cortex

Loose screws with a loose table for my verbal contortions

A few books and spells surrounded by potions

Vertical blinds shut tight, the way they were forced in

Mattress on the floor
tucked on top of a box spring

Fornication smell, but no room for my offspring

I don't live alone, instead, I live with these objects

Mac 27 inch, I pad that's never dim...tech floods the room like CSI evidence

Solid speakers to echo feelings a resonance

Window closed, but when it's open the moonlight just settles in

This is my cave but, you can call it my residence.
when i lived with my ex..
Nov 2016 · 3.1k
My Words Can Time Travel
STLR Nov 2016
My mind has traveled off the earth axises

Into a space with no cyber traffic

Often infinite a flow of constant access

No code needed, only a spoken dialect

Google the word Violet, does that word remind you of violence?

Or maybe the total opposite, peace like the strings of a violin

please take this moment and wire it, store these words into a space in your brain.

So that later you can admire them

2am is the time of the minds brilliance, yet the body become tiresome

Eyes drift off as I begin to type again, lacking in composition, my current actions are nonexistent, because when you read this I will have lapse time.

You will have time traveled to this state and this current line.
Nov 2016 · 1.1k
Gold To An Orphan
STLR Nov 2016
I flip words like pancakes
The residue left on that plate
Is gold to an orphan in that state.

Paranoid none the less I express my deepest regrets, 24 and still in school why hasn't the fool finished yet?

let the negative wave it's sword with a threat, taunting and poking at me, threatening to take it from me. These words are what I have left, now I'm left in this state of worry...did I leave patience in a hurry?

Is my purpose to fear the future & forget what is truly worthy?

Step in my mind and you'll find that my demons flurry
for this friction is not fictitious, but a depiction fury

pummeling perseverance...just pass no interference,
because those who try to catch look devilish in appearance.

I'm a rebel with a spirit of a tiger running free, from a jungle that is
Huddled by gravel and it's street. Now can't you see that we all live inside of Places that are neat? Organized by a function that's constructed yet Unique

let these rooted words form like branches on a tree, then be seen in deep vistas Equally open seas.
Nov 2016 · 555
Word Sex
STLR Nov 2016
I'll show you what motivation is capsulized in hand or a dedicated fist
They say don't aim too high!
You'll set flame to the kid

Take a look at their eyes
when I prove levitation exist

Mediation and bless
Medication plays trick

On flows that often float above
Take into account this is a sober one
Illuminated words,
got me feeling like the holy one  
I feel inspired by the daily sun

Yet inspired by the waters,
and **** that just sinks

The depth of this inspiration
Are of shades of the abyss

Not off point but it seems that I've miss

my thoughts often go missing

Cranial Brainwaves Radioactively spitting

Instantaneous airwaves express my thoughts with precision

Welcome to my insanity, where normality is non-existent

In actuality my mentalities, far fetched

Roofless thoughts, like I'm sitting in Corvette

What is this fuckery?!

This is just word ***
Nov 2016 · 765
N64 Flow
STLR Nov 2016
N64 Flow

Controllers Rattling
Mario Battling Bowser
Solar Traveling
Star Foxin for hours

Toy Boxes, Trinkets, and World watches

Sipping Soda fizzing
Eating crunchy Frito Snippets
Watching ***** Wonka
wishing I had a golden ticket

Scraped knees, Bicycle Tracking
Wilds woods equal childhood
Blueberry & cheery picking

Kisses from a girl who was
older are still vivid
No witnesses were present, but presents were still given

In the form of innocence
It's was nothing but child play
Assorted memories
Become a part of my current day

Who's to say that I've changed?

As I reminisce, my past was forged of oddities, deceptions of tall tales and everyday Odyssey's

Pictures of wild women, explicit *******,
Disney diluted story's and fictional prophecies

Depictions that lacked religion
Late night Toonami dreams

Insights from other youth
that didn't make sense logically

Visits to the water fountain periodically

Teacher said there's no such thing as dumb questions

but they never answered honestly

Everything I've learned from life
I've already learned from Monopoly

I'm always landing on GO,
therefore I'm moving with the green

House rules obviously

You can interpret that as currency
in our current state physically

But I just see it as a
constant stream of positivity

To create is a state that is channeled by electricity

Childhood memories is my youths ticket for authenticity

Those days were full of fun and madness

This excitement couldn't have been replicated by a smartphone nor tablet

Sunshine & green grass actual outdoor access

Inhale curiosity, exhale the astonishing

Running at full speed, gunning at high velocity

The excitement was never ending
a continuous lottery

Summer books I would never read

Instead, I drew in the summer breeze

Illustrations of disfigured stick figure's and murderous scenes

I realize that I have no idea, who I'm destined to be
I don't know where my next travels will lead

I am but nomad upon a land with no wagon or steed

**** these contraptions for my actions speak louder then screens

An N64 and one controller is all I need
Nov 2016 · 666
How Many Ladders?
STLR Nov 2016
How many ladders does it take to get to the top of the atmosphere
Where ******* doesn’t matter, and matter doesn’t appear

I broke the physics 
my mental is often there
some say I’m too high


But heights are nothing fear

I’ve found a way to escape my current reality  

a path that’s unknown and doesn’t reflect my salary, place nor origin my story is far from vanity

To live a life of “routine” is a life full of tragedy, depression, and disparity

Especially if your dream was driven 
I’ve excelled in this keen vision 
Avoiding obstacles isn’t impossible 
If you keep rhyme

No retronym needed 
I slide on and off beat

This….next line is an e x a m p l e

My mind is often offset like a distorted sample

Your half way there take a tug of this **** rope, I attract flickers of light equal to that of a candle

A venomous vandal, soon to verbally attack and dismantle

Clear words, let’s separate the pure from the ramble

I am like Rambo with a headband that’s inverted in hue

Since I am blue I will never be evergreen, but that doesn’t mean that I’m not attracted to the words of that being

I'm more than fascinated, I’m reaching heights only illustrated in my imaginations

I'm seeking collaborations, creators of a different mind to calibrate with
No calculations could change my current status

No aggravation could shake
my 
Inner patience

Blasting straight from the basement
Scaling to higher places
Ladders on top of ladders

How many ladders will it take to make it?
Nov 2016 · 1.1k
Escaping Retail
STLR Nov 2016
Stuck in skirmish of working this
retail

I'm intricately plotting my escape with detail

Now see well
it's time for an alternative path
One that I believe, achieve then kick ***

This ***** whack
working hourly wages
I'm Turning time into sand,
with people who won't make it

Reality is a series of obstacles
Let's face it

My sanity is slipping like
Like **** on black latex

How can I ******* break this
I've become a statistic
a realistic typical stereotype

I fantasize on the daily
wishing I can take Ariel flight

How can I steer clear of these mundane communications
slab-faced coworkers &
there basic conversations

I'm tired of it, I'm tired of it
I'm done with it...
No more giving a ****
Now it's time to resist
These urges of being someone
Who settles & simply quits

I seek to strive for more
My motivation is too legit
My skills are beyond eons
I will conquer with fist
No more being a peon
Dance then do a flip
Celebrate like I'm Deion

For this year will test
my patience & true potential
to many years guiding this pencil
Into oblivion

Blank spaces and synonyms
Wordplay over wordplay
Metaphors for my residents  
Letters create earthquakes
Echoes create resonance

I from art in sentences
This residue is my evidence
Nov 2016 · 706
Don't Quit
STLR Nov 2016
This is for everyone who told you,
You can't do it, you will never achieve

You look into the mirror and see that your reflection doesn't believe

Inner thoughts of disbelief, dishonesty in reach, your only lying to yourself, when you say that you can't be

Something else, one of a kind
only one thought will bring ease to your mind

Knowing that you can glide, succeed in motions astride, believe and open your mind to that fact that your life is fine

Your more than a piece of gold, your simply extraordinary, don't let these words exist in your vocabulary

"I'm a quitter" their simply non-existent think bigger, brighter look into that future of yours

For the world is at your feet, don't let your dreams fall underneath

I'm a tower, more like as tall as can be

I simply watch over those who need help when they seem In distress or depressed, I want to help them believe

I try to fill the gaps in between, all the
Stress and the heat, because these last following weeks, I haven't been able to sleep

This is a message for me and but
  more for the person who reads

I will not quit but succeed
I will just stand, not retreat
Nov 2016 · 331
Inspiration I Found You
STLR Nov 2016
Inspiration I found you
hiding in my old drawings
of stick figures

fighting each other until they became disfigured

See I figured if I could draw enough of them I could create movie scenes

Tales of epic battles, wars of brutality unlike a beauty queen

An escapist at heart, imagination captivated by these moving parts

A pencil in hand would create everything I couldn't see
but only imagined inside of dreams

These daydreams would then change things in the motions of my grand scheme

My grand scheme is of art
expression from the heart

No *******, no judgment
******* if you judge this

I do it! No, I do it well
Read my past works
Your eyes will swell

I promise, If my words don't alter your brain cells

Then let me oxygenate fumes inside of my main valve

To only release steam
my seams are of mage spells,magical potions, words scattered in slow-motion

Motion-Picture this
drawing in class was a little kid
mechanical pencil was his choice of instrument
rehearsals were illustrated
diabolical foes, dramas fueled with energy, enemies killed flows,

Of static electricity, I'd draw till my fingers lacked elasticity.

now my imagination is as stiff as can be.  

I'm constantly drafting, drawing & dissecting a piece

Whether it is a visual or audio wave
I just rinse and repeat

Reconstruct from a core, let that core have seeds

From those seeds sprout plants and  
the idea of trees.
Nov 2016 · 705
The White Wall
STLR Nov 2016
I'm a linear surface with no reflection

The bumps on my face are of paint splatters in sections

You can look at me

you can scream at me

You can punch me

You think I don't have feelings?
You think I don't care?

You think you're better than me because I can't move

but I can stare

my friends and I stick together

we're always here

we're  always waiting for you to run
through that door

I watch you throw your shoes at my cousin, the floor

And if you hit one of my friends again I will protect you no more.

But no worries because one day I will crumble, I won't be here anymore

I'll take all of us with me!
my friends, my father, my mother, my cousins even my uncle.

You'll be stuck with the family outcast
His name is Rubble.

He doesn't play nice,
like bed in the late night

No shade no shield
No ceiling no lamp light
No wood no steel

Only feelings of cold nights
Nov 2016 · 503
Dare Devil
STLR Nov 2016
I'm a daredevil with the wordplay
I'm the father nature of words
I cause metaphorical earthquakes

I create verbal distortions
real-time gravitational pulls
My words create wormholes
for you fools

I'm never one to get caught up
With those three-lined time wasters
Small words are for felines, not dog chasers

Now watch me enter your ear like q-tips

Whether you recite this mentally or with two lips

Watch my words blossom then spring like tulips

My tools are to equip, I do this

For the sake of being an artist
We are now in the future
You can be a man that is heartless

I swear his organic heart was replaced with turbines
YouTube it, google it!
We are now in those times

Enough about those lives
Let's embrace my current state of mind

This current age, only a fragment in the stain of time

Minimum wage has me working over time

Maximum rage could be the case if I let go of my

Elusive state, I'm in a place where my conscious mind

Has embraced all of my thoughts upon these words of mine

I hoping that these words can turn to wine so that all can drink, then have high spirits

We are all passengers upon our own body's can't you feel it?

lag and latency upon your current actions

tell your brain to move a finger, then see what happens

It's crazy that only 10% of our brain can be accessed

Is this a myth or a fact?
I have yet to fathom
Nov 2016 · 975
Gold Fish Days
STLR Nov 2016
(Just going back to the basics here)

i am a goldfish who lives in a bowl, I like water that's warm,not cold

To escape to the sea is my ultimate goal I will live a fish life that is fun and bold

They feed me food that is gray and dry Sometimes the food hits me in my eye 

I get really mad and hide in my castle My eyes turn red like an apple

One day I will grow and eat other fish and if not I will be served as a dish
Nov 2016 · 796
I Can't Fathom
STLR Nov 2016
I
I can't
I can't fathom
I can't fathom these words

What
What are
What are these words even worth?

Stuck in this Delma of working a lifetime
I hope that I can make room for my right mind
Let's hope negative energy doesn't consume my lifeline

I'm working retail, the details are irrelevant

Let's just say I cut ham and cheese
Just for the hell of it

I refuse to take benefits, these words are my pills, no my medicine

I'm my own doctor I make appointments when I write

I'm not saying my physical health is in distress, I'm all right

But **** this mental stress is like a sharp knife

It cuts through cartilage, likes bad words in arguments, I wish I could stay anonymous

Bad feelings synonymous to my current state mind, I wish I could take this weight then subtract an divide

Mathematics isn't a strong skill of mine
But if I don't quit, I know a fraction of me will die

I don't mind working the 9 to 5, I just feel a portion of that time can be dedicated to rhymes, letters caged in my mind, will be released if rising

Rise to the occasion, time is of the essence, that essence is a fragrance of confidence in the air
I use to be scared

I would just disappear into the darkness of fear, where positives never stirred only negative reappeared in the form of sedatives, intoxicated women & alcoholic beverages    

Lustful nights, my sinful sight looked forward to friends with benefits

I would **** for the hell of it,
love & friendship two words I thought I would never get

But never again will I let my self-esteem drop, nor be a part of what seems hot, fakes friends a faction that seemed lost

Utterly so was I, claiming that I was a high, a hypocrite among hypocrites simply living lie

My synonyms where of sentences simply dressed in disguise, what Am I doing what is my purpose life?

I now live for the moments, passions and possibilities, forever an optimist
Living my life in positivity
Nov 2016 · 617
Flawed Paragon
STLR Nov 2016
The tip is welded sharply but the mind is much sharper mental scribbles are illustrated with the ink of a marker let's make it bolder let's make it much darker don't tell the doctor

but I think I'm sick, drenched flashbacks are flushed down in my minds sink I think clicks like clocks tick, my gears are offset so I change my axis

I'm in an out like a fine stitch when I write my eyes twitch then blur out my language, I speak words of the damaged

time is a motion picture that I am watching if I stick then I'm it like the clown so come around before your fears drop to the ground

we play with pop rocks to the sounds of the then, not the now

Never pretend to be a part of the crowd I'm a part of the wow
that **** is shocking
I'm up like an umbrella and Ms. Poppins.

speaking babble like in Islamic
leaking metal calls me bionic
I rather live in a cardboard box than in an office honest I'm twisted but more on it then off it

where have the lights gone? it's about to get cold quick, let me drop this ice bomb
my mind runs longer than Olympic marathons
I'm  a flawed paragon
they ask me if am high
I say no it must be the cloud I'm on

That's right no wings needed
I'm an open flesh wound so this flow keeps bleeding
I will beat these words down till they scream mistreated
These words are missiles that **** for no reason
Now watch me aim into the air and shoot into your region.
Nov 2016 · 421
Element Hero
STLR Nov 2016
If the sky was the ocean I would dive into the horizon, only to be known as an underwater pilot

See this is how I think of it this is how it rises, it bubbles to the top only to crumble in the climate

I'm a rebel in this human race, you're a pebble to a Titan.

My flow stays negative zero, see on the periodic table I'm element hero.

My element of surprise is like the federal bureaus, I always keep it sweet not short like churros

My thoughts are very crunchy like Pickles or pretzels
I shoot from my booth like two scud missiles, when I'm in class I just call dismissal

I never go for the gold only for the diamonds
I shine like the crooked eyes of the dead pirates

I might just adjust to the norm only to fight the righteous...this is a real flight I get hype off my own excitement..hype man hype it.

I feel old school reebok jumpsuit and some white kicks...every time I think of words I think priceless

My stylish words are furious..see they will get you high off their dopeness..don't sleep just enter psychosis..it's a new stage of awake, it keeps you focused...let's laugh...I'm joking...instead of reading this you should be choking
Element Hero By: Stellarhero
STLR Nov 2016
Fight and struggle, thoughts of milling.
What kind of points will you be killing?

The points that are the sharpest
I will not let you transform this mind into something that is softer!
There's no end game, you lack in confidence, just make another offer

Offers, games, how plastic and lavish?
Your thoughts are simple, hopeful, and savage.

Leave me with my madness
I rather be this, instead of average
Your just mad because I'm a maverick
A stand alone rock
Your side of the brain will never handle my thoughts

Ok Garfunkel, you island
How brave a stone is on your beach,
but my words don't need to be a preach I strangle your mind with time, sand An hourglass will show your faults

Think about what you say before you begin to talk
Strangling me will only put this place at a halt!
You and I coexist, let's unify in this struggle
We can continue fighting, but it will all end in rubble,destruction & burning debris
Can we agree to disagree in these words that we speak
Can we foresee a brighter future
That is within reach
If not our habitat will forever be meek
Silence in violence, a place where two have suffered defeat

Two have defeat?
Can't you see, you are the one to change
Long term thought, intelligent meet
Can't you see, you have become strange
It is proof that I am victorious, your ignorance
It's crazy how you have shown my brilliance
Internal struggle (part 2) - A collaborative poem with anonymous anonymous
Nov 2016 · 607
No Fucks Were Given
STLR Nov 2016
I don't give a **** about shining, staying fresh to death nor reclining

I Just stay rhyming, grinding,finding my inner beast within rooms of my brains asylum

Silence often brings peace, hope this piece can cover my eyelids, then take me to a place where my patience won't turn to violence.

Goodness gracious, these ******* Pirates,Two-Time Bosses stay sliding these hours straight from my time slip.

I hope their ******* time slips, I hope their hours turn to days and when their day's end! their hair will turn gray, I say **** minimum wage, I'll spray lyrical waves upon a crowd before I bath in another hourly trade.

These hours just seem to shave, Potential and pure persistent, a minute is but a grain I'm a slave to its pure existence.

It's funny how we perceive time as these simple digits, that's, past, present, and future now watch as my presents given.
STLR Nov 2016
This is not for the Internet
Nor for the people with small minds & intellect

I'm gonna **** this ****
Make you feel like you hearing it

Reversing the hearse awaking spirits
Flash backs of my past life
death & life in the same vision

I am well spoken, I don't have limits

Intellectuals gather round

Abusive my words,
I use them to forge a sound
Spiritually I am bound
Lyrically I embrace
I'm an outer being
sending beckons from outer space
I cascade vivid arrays

I stay a stray
no need for distractions, for actions are soon to decay, we will all fade away
If time is of your concern your mental is in the fray

Monumental are my credentials
Magnified by 1 millions typed characters
Nouns, similes, Metaphorical Caricatures

all illustrated with my thoughts so that my imagination burns

verbal fortification
this is physical & mental
ABC Fornication
i penetrate with pen & pencil

ink splashed all the way back to the past
where i pick up the pieces & write my inner thesis alas!!

Student mighty morphed to teacher in class

Letters shaped the size of titans
they clash

I'm on a different level
mediocrity passed

Weegie board turned to Beat Machine
I distorted the devils laugh

I can finally say, THIS IS MINE, i have this ****!!!

Verbal Aerial pathogens...infected cross this digital earth
cross blogs, external links an other virtual passages

Execution, is an illusion if you don't know how to handle it
I've slanted words like Asian eyes which are well applied
like store discounts or letters of acronyms

Acrobatic an Systematic Literature formed out of pure passion is
quite a feat, like defeating an
enemy or your top nemesis

Extra curricular activities
divide minds mentally

I blaze cross alliterations
An dash cross similes
Actions are of an activist
Profitable productivity

I've reached a pinnacle
Riddles do damage
like swinging outer extremities

word play causes earth quakes & shatters ribs
of my enemies

Potent Poetic Vertices's Vanquish
Villains Vicinities

Humanitarian Hustler
puncturing profitability
narcissus necromancer negotiating
aeronautical abilities

methodical mysteries
motivate yet are menacing

lateral lyricist lunging letters linguistically

dedicated design distorted with no dependencies

propelling phonics plummeting
phrases physically

catapulted curriculum,
concussions caused critically

infatuated infections infuse
with my inks incredibly

Enough words to make structures
Nouns create sound stability

Mr. Poet Freak Forever and on to
Ink-finity
STLR Nov 2016
The Return of The Poet Freak

I've come back
this time with a yarn full

Let's end stupidity here and get ride of the barn fools

I sense the humidity here is that of a bar stool, intoxication is common, don't drink with the wrong tools

I've come with sharp words that crash like death from above

Yet create a flow equivalent to the flight of a dove

My might is of night an it's lust
my words are of fights in the dust

**** with me, and at night I will come
To terrorize then surprise with a rush

They say I have no access

All I need is your first name,
email or IP address

Your location can be found
habits can be studied

Once preparation is complete,
I will attack with no sound

unbounded pursuit, my well grounded efficiency is
complemented by proof

Gaze at my past history
words silently slaughtered in victory
My code of honor is made of dignity

My coat of armor is coated with words of potency

No witnesses needed, you can be apart of this 1st degree

******, I hope you scream ****** ******, Whenever you decide to breath

I've written to many ******* poems
I hope that you can see

These words are nothing but text reflected upon a screen..

These words are nothing but a message relayed upon a stream

Of constantly moving data that's scattered for all to see

My mental anomalies injected into the net via tech that is obsolete

Visual vacancies filled with verbal alliterations, attractively sound good
To current generation

Generation Text, Hexa-Decimal

Generation ******* #SuckMy Testicles

Generation I've learned code in middle school

but thats nothing it's just minuscule

I could spit a rhyme colder
then any individual

The eruption of my vocabularies volcano is visible

My concussions due to rhyming words over percussion are critical

These are my final words in the land that is digital

The poet freak is back, this time with words that are more cynical
Oct 2016 · 577
Triggers
STLR Oct 2016
Personal items trigger emotions & motions fissured

By past passions delivered

Those actions were a source of satisfaction untouched

By any person around,to create was a feeling that was buried beneath the ground.

But now I feel it will surface, the past was just a canvas

the future will paint my purpose

The timing couldn't be more perfect

My confidence is at its prime

no more hiding behind the curtains

I feel like I do deserve it

whatever the future the holds

Whether its a grain of sand or a plunder of gold

I will make use of the new

then reuse the knowledge of the old

To then infuse my minds muse into a present that is bold

relevant none the less, I express every increment of my journeys continuance

let these words be adamant and evidence of my monument

letters stand strong then create a sense of accomplishment

I write to stay away from the past pit that was bottomless

this was where I often sat

this is where I want to sit

no this is where I want to stand

Never forced nor by command

all is done by eager hand.
Oct 2016 · 354
Fuck This
STLR Oct 2016
**** This

cyber cypher, rearranging faces now watch me decipher this

Aim at all who think I ain't nice with it
I'm on point like a ****** is

I'm a rapper no benefactors i attack like a raptor Jurassic world in this *****

**** this ****, I'm done with this
I'm done with these formats

******* Lames I will rearrange your frames then leave you ***** like floor mats

I'm blunt like Borat

I come from the darkest corner of the location where you were born at

I'm aiming for your Cornea don't get it twisted, that means two-thirds of your eye will get lifted

Let's make One whole instead
so you don't forget this.

I will rip out one of your inner intestines then hand it off to one of your contestants

Have them Hail Mary that ****, then I'll simply intercept it.

I'll then find the nearest toilet then throw it in the septic

This is that generation X ****
Future flow, You know Young and Reckless

Let me demonstrate with my next sentence

Verbal blades will cut through the crevices of your eyes nerves, to then be served on a dish next to the head of your nemesis like some Hors d'oeuvres

With these sedatives you will be severed, these words will make your bones fold like white t-shirts

But not before you see my spiked cleats first

Where the **** is my money?!

You'll be screaming "she's gotta have it!" Like spike lee's first

The conclusion to this is a knifed cleaver, pulled back out on reversed

you thought last night seemed worst?
Oct 2016 · 610
I've Been Coming Home
STLR Oct 2016
I've been coming home,
feeling kinda lazy

Just art, just music
nothing really amazing

What I think is average
others think is blazing

I don't want to be stuck
in a fuse about what was written

I don't want to be stuck
making ******* discussion

I don't want to be the one to judge what is or what isn't

Stuck in this fiction
of making a living

Ethan hunt on the hunt
This passion is my mission

I'm so passive aggressive
I say **** my contestants
All the hate, I digest it
Check my inner intestines
They are coated with steel

What is the pursuit of happiness?
Is happiness even real?

False media & markets
items bought for apartments
***** clothes on my carpet
feeling down an exhausted
Emotions are quite toxic
All is a thought process

Rolling over in bed
I feel the dark on my eyes
Then feel the light on my head
Get up and do it again
This cycle just never ends

Penny pinching, and quarter quivering, dollar dribbling....
this Average life is for a simpleton
Oct 2016 · 686
News To Consume
STLR Oct 2016
Mr. Media what do you see in use?
Stupidity in a chair, idiocracy in the air

Education is just a blur, a vision that has been lost

Crippled by news crews that cast platooned views then show you what's not true.

Picture your life in a frame of comparison then digest their daily distorted narratives.

That's a daily dose for the average men. Lies captured in vivid images, Titles Capitalized, idols dress in disguise

take out your knife and cut the veil from your eyes for their message is too addictive, don't let repetition A rise.

Depressions a state of mind, medication is what follows, but what would happen to the industry's if their pills were never swallowed.

a family's all you need to fill the gaps & the hollows, don't choose your friends for today instead keep them close for tomorrow.

You'll never know what could happen, you'll always fear in the night...tragedy and calamity always just sound alike.

But if you take a moment to breathe you'll realize that you will be all right, medias all left...us with faulty fears of fiction and pure threat...depictions of falseness, fueling the mindless, yes those who don't feel, will soon witness a riot, a riot of self-destruction

Everyone has a function, soon you will find yours, with this property comes decisions, decisions at all doors
Oct 2016 · 415
Off The Rip
STLR Oct 2016
Check it!

Mind State Subliminal's

Never Ridicule the Individual

there Journey is of a different school

I find myself at the pinnacle
the point of which is so critical

It's a mind state That isn't physical

mental obstacles I often leap.

then find myself tied to Marry Poppins feet

I see the world and its obscurities are out of reach

I hide in pits of insecurities I guess I'm obsolete

Will I forever have cold feet? or will my motions cause friction, the conception of heat

My perception is keep, moving and keep trying, trying is just dying

an act of the weak.

Let's smash all beliefs and DO! then keep applying pressure to these modern hands

For my body is made of fuel and metallic cans.

How often does passion stand if where it lands is on a slant?

It doesn't, it slips and slides then collides with motions that stride

is this what keeps us alive? the ambulation of vibes, the infatuation to strive, dive and keep swimming

I'm satisfied by this life I keep living

My perception is interception I catch it all than digest it.

I consume all even though it may be septic

let theses words I eat pierce my inner intestines.

I left leftovers for my contestants,

I'm lethal like needles to a vain,

this game will leave you breathless.

I'll never do it for the fame or chains or a fancy neckless

Flow is too raw. cause havoc I'm too reckless.

You can catch me at the bottom pit, be spitting the hottest ****

I'm that hip hop-otimuous

That's no name anonymous.

Your frame is just picture-less

I hope you can picture this
Oct 2016 · 2.4k
Urgency - Social Media Vices
STLR Oct 2016
What is 1 to 1.5

currency to relativity

urgency brings negativity

It's not about new tools

it withers your tools bring productivity

The way you slap that old guitar, the way you drive that beat up car

How fast does it run? How long does it last? How fast does it charge?

New can only take you so far

Let that distance your reach be derived from a skill, not from how rich or famous your are.

I often walk, even though I own a car...I prefer feeling the wind, the open-air, it makes me feel like I'm apart of something

The emotions I feel are driven from an organic substance, the dirt that I see the wind that I feel..these constant conflicts between what is man-made and what was here.

The stare of a deer, the tree was its friend, it's now been destroyed to make a path of cement.

That path of cement created a state of solidarity, urban prosperity, violence numbified by media regularities.

Civilizations become the norm, even though we all barely speak to each other physically

Digital formats become our literal floor mats, every result you leave results in a digital footprint, cataloged for the marketing lab rats

Too complex to understand like a physical labyrinth, Let me elaborate

So let me ask you ?! What is 1 to 1.5

Can you live without your social media vices, multimedia devices, tell me the definition of what "like" is

Currency, urgency, thumbs up if you feel like every part of your life is an emergency, if so then share it,
so the world can see

Then watch your conversations about fashion turn into a targeted ad about a jacket that is burgundy

Invasion of privacy? Not if your privacy is for the world to see.

Coincidently that jacket is on sale, so if you buy it this theory will not fail, and if you don't the media will still prevail, it's presence is an entire quarter, meaning it's heads or tails.

That's urgency hiding behind a veil.
Oct 2016 · 885
Lyrical Acrobat
STLR Oct 2016
My words do splits, therefore they do gymnastic flips

this acid pit drips sick masses of glass and ink

Brain ****, call it massive **** pinpointed so accurate

I'm going to a place with no conciseness

I write with my arms Then drop legs and abstract kicks

My abstractions are the thrills of a ride or several attractions

My mental is monumental to some by a fraction

I'm an empty thought that lies in a Casket

Surprise with my habits That's applied to the madness is tragic...

Slithering satisfaction supported strongly surpasses idiots by the masses.

Monumental mysteries mesmerizes men in misery...

I live life to amaze while in a maze of symmetry

I hope what I say Is riveting, Imagery will then cascade into a blaze of remedies

instantly sparking a chain reaction of positive energy...

The negative turns away...along with its enemies...

Ears evolve into eyes then spot their demise

I hope I never get lost in these times.
Oct 2016 · 414
Will I "Make It"
STLR Oct 2016
This aggravation to make it is shattering all my truth

For my pinnacle of patience is
bubbling in a soup

Young and geared in a suit, no tie needed

Because every step that I take will be one that is bound strategic

Cousin, sister and sister moving forward I see it

Stuck in my own beliefs, but will I ever believe it?

I feel like my goals are old, but how do I know if I don't proceed with
Simply starting to seed it

dreams buried beneath the ground, waiting for the rain to seep in

Guess I'm too busying sleeping,

wondering, daydreaming

When will this fiction end?

When I will I then Begin?
Let this crucifixion begin

for my future is in a needle
And that needle is holding threads, of my imaginary friends

Let this phase be a state of promise and not a revolving trend

I think it takes time for a person to commence to greatness

Because what I feel inside has traveled from a basement
To a place with, patience,

prominence and perseverance
My mental radio sounds clear, no fuzz or interference.

I'm glad my soul can hear this.
Oct 2016 · 368
Dreams Like Dorothy's
STLR Oct 2016
Dreams as vivid as reality, my bodies lying on the bed as my mind soars causally.

In a wooden house with strangers equivalent to Dorothy's

I look outside the window I see waves of the open seas.

But were not in the ocean see, because pirates are never seen. I swear this is a different scene. If you could see it, you would believe.

But I'm not here to prove that it's nonfiction, let these words be a depiction of dreams that have been driven.

By Purposes filled in vials then consumed by minds made by miles, roads, and directions styled

in shuttering accents, enough of this madness lets jump into passions.

Engraved in my soul is the past-tense...if nothing's new under the sun,
then let my shade be a labyrinth
Oct 2016 · 328
Picture Me
STLR Oct 2016
Picture me in a chair with no hair & broken glasses

Needle in arm I fit In with all the masses

***** room with a full spoon which tastes like satisfaction.

belly grumbling, kids tumbling life has gifted me acid

filthy sofas & pizza boxes I'm wondering where the cash is?

Scratching for a dime under my blood stained mattress

Visions of intermission
pause my crazy reaction

I wake up from this death dream,
all was simply imagined
Oct 2016 · 631
Loud Bass
STLR Oct 2016
Lost in the ways of sound waves

Swimming in the tone of the loud bass

Hoping I can make this home

Let my home be a soundscape

Let my thoughts drift off,
my mind is infinite

When I think of this, I think of things

That are intimate, increments, sentences

No I'm not sexually speaking

Art is inside of my soul,

from the outside it is reaching
Oct 2016 · 294
Off The Jump
STLR Oct 2016
Off the jump, I'm gonna rip this ****

Spit some **** that's equivalent to earthquakes.

While all wait
I'll take and break every Letter & metaphor

**** all who don't concur, for my words, are of many swords

Criss-crossing, I hit organs I hit optics **** ******* topics

I just let the lames keep talking

Every day I age, I grow a little more heartless

I am at the point where my smiles will soon sharpen
Then cut like bone saws through loose cartilage

It's funny because usually, I'm a nice person,
more like a rarity like a person Who writes cursive

Let this be the last time that my kindness is given purpose
My next words will strike like a stanched serpent

The next time you look for good, it will behind  An iron curtain.
That one soft spot will change into a hard surface.

**** Being Mr. Nice, Mr. Good, Mr. Clean more like a ***** dog or a ***** fiend.

Worthy of a better scene, worthy of a fantasy, worthy of a better dream

This will bring a better me, let these letters be a seed for a plant
That will reach, higher than the average tree, further than everyone's reach

In these words I am vanishing, in these words, I am flourishing

With these words, I am branching out, like a curse on a family tree.
Oct 2016 · 365
Mr. Poet Freak
STLR Oct 2016
I will show you a poet freak.....

Visualizing the words I leak, will, In turn, return your defeat

What is happening in this moment, is motivation to reap

Read on....read on let your shuttered eyes fiddle...

For this is one peace to my riddle...

Let your thoughts cluster....now feel them all trickle....to the back of your head

This action is direct...a verbal command...not near to a threat...

Let me make a point like a needle to thread.

I just spoke....did you hear what I said?

Of course not...your reading this don't stop...

let me remind you of death...just stare at the clock

Your eyes will roll over....just as those numbers drop...

What once was..is not...**** everything changes...

Colors shift to gray as your room rearranges...

Passed mirrored figures become strangers.

What was a thrill, now is just danger...

I time traveled to the younger me...

I asked myself "kid who do you want to be?"

A power ranger, ninja turtle, monkey or a transforming SUV...

It's funny how what you wanna be, is what you tend to see...

I never wanted to be a wanna-be....I'm glad am not

At least I have this peace...

Of mind, that has always shined with a heart full of honesty...

I just happen to be a poet freak...
Oct 2016 · 320
4 Lines
STLR Oct 2016
I am poet dressed as a sheep

More like a wolf who's covered in sheets

**** with me wrong, and surely I'll eat

I'm here to destroy, I'm here to defeat
STLR Oct 2016
Why do you still talk to me, Can you not see I drew this chalk line for a reason. The treason you bring to my life, I can hear Satan sing temptations in my ear, I hear his sweet words but I want to reprimanded. Fear has left its bright red marks on my neck, Reminding me how I am a fleck, As I fell further you and satan just snear, Once I broke my heart and hope hitting rock bottom, It is clear I need to forget you, Never forgive you.

All of the ******* that I've been through, is neatly displayed like a menu.

Here this is for your viewing! at my venue. no this is not a celebration, just a feeling that continues

To break apart our communication, please take tissues and time to fix your issues.

this moment is not of coincidence, but more like a combination of human  failure and ignorance

You incoherently ramble words that are puns, then try to persuade me like the devils tongue.

Out of the shadows, I'm excepting the changes in the sun, I'm hoping my hearts pieces can magically become one.
Collaboration Poem with Levi Harvey
Oct 2016 · 584
Lazy Brain
STLR Oct 2016
A lazy brain is a waste of space in a
active mind, if you had a nickel would you try to flip dime, considering work harder, harder means over time.
Like everyone said it is, go to sleep here's a sedative, everything's too repetitive all these ***** and letterman's looking for loose excuses, because they never did, try to achieve a status of excellence, the modern man treats education like primitive, tools...the one who goes to school but never finishes, grows up bitter and is malicious towards their kids...expenses are high..baby bottles and cribs, diapers on top of diapers how long can you handle it? No control of your life because your handles are full of ****. What happened to your burning passion? Guess your candle was never lit. Seriously.....is that it? Are you just going to quit?

All the goals that you talked about are simply walking about...they have no sense of direction, they need you to figure it out. Hoping that you can just commence with, all of the now and just forget **** that haunted you in past.

that's Karma on top of Pressure, like boulders on top of glass.
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