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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
STLR Dec 2016
Inner depression
This intersection is but an interlude
From my monumental confession.

I recollect
not having feelings like a child

bipolar rollercoaster
It's been a ******* while

that I looked up
At the sun then smiled

Who needs a girlfriend nowadays when everything ******* sway's
in a direction, that's sure to fade

I fade away like sun flares
and long lost memories

Repetition is my religion I make melodies

Ying and Yang this focus is my
Centerpiece

Without this, I'd just be another human centipede

Connected within a crowd of unknown identities

Social Media is the deputy

My remedies consist of ****
And drinking heavily

I have no time to be alive
This ego death is what is left of me

Let's make a right and take these words into different directions

I've turned savage
like a doctor with lethal injection

My love is lost, I don't care if it's gone or its missing

A Molotov
in the form of a ******* cross

So when you pray to them all

They can burn when you're gone

What the **** is a God?

How can something that's great

Be flipped then turned into Dog?

D O G my recipe is R I P

Holy ghost in the *******
Room like a refuge

Universal spirit's, reflections of Sonic imaging

Google data and Google Maps
with adaptive imagery

Gps location via text and mass messaging

We are just tapped entities

Stretching outer extremities
Fornication and Procreative abilities

I've found my balance, my inner ballads keep hemorrhaging

Compulsive actions
Erratic fashions of creativity

This world is massive
My mental habits are far from finishing.
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.
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)
STLR Nov 2016
He grabs the lotion & lathers, you can call me pyscho Bob with a rifle aimed to your bladder...an explosion of **** and **** for you peons

or would you rather me *** on your girl so you can't have her?

This is verbal urination, get the hell out of my vicinity I own this location

your raps don't make sense, like a lunch room full of Haitians

I'm not racist, but I don't believe in the word basic..give me a beat or an instrumental I'll break it, spit it savage from the mental to break faces, can't **** with my code, you can't enter my matrix, dark flow like a Satanist, hex to your chest yes don't **** with my patience.

Don't **** with my mental it's filled with jagged nails...voodoo hex to you poodle pets from my holy grail, Raman noodle *** for you & your toaster strudel gal

too premature for you and you as well

hope you all cry in corner and listen to Adele
(This Poem Marks the ending of all the poems I had on poetfreak.com)
    
I will be writing from a new perspective now, Into the new.
STLR Nov 2016
**** the ******* talk
and all of the interference

This year I'm tapping
into my inner spirit

dropping beats & verses
Just wait till you ******* hear it

Jon Quill got the killer flow
that Awakens spirits

Jon Kills when he's in
the car & the wheels are spinning

I **** when I hear the beat and I knew it's sickening

Our skills are of Mid Libs, Military Tactics & lyrical affirmative action

This matched with, a passion for Arts & Fashion, makes use a marketing team who's headquarters lie in a visceral labyrinth

Mental schematics derive from Despicable magic,
I am a maverick Who catapults with the velocity
Of a spring in a mattress

Let this monstrosity be gauged & elaborate

Never dried up
Eman never gets tongue-tied but rather dumb high when his rhymes come

Minus is what other could never apply bruh. When we combine, we put on in the state of the sunshine, more bars than the states mandate of a gun crime, lets us come dive in the young minds to help you all unwind

Your verse is the inverse of a herse, meaning it gives life and insight. You invite others into words that give life but sometimes give a fright. Never for the frail minds. You impale minds, and lift veils, why? Truth in words and beats. Beats that can conjure intrigue. You conquer and defeat those who act so fake they deserve Oscars and to beat.

Let us take over, ironic how the world is fake and covered up but we're here to give it a makeover. We need to take the order, so make the beat and say no more. We have arrived and are coming in on overdrive. From the lands of the dead we are more alive, Let it be written.
A collaborative rap/poem with me and my best friend jon quill
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
STLR Nov 2016
How close to the bottom
is rock bottom

I could spit it intricate
Viciously no problem

****** females
Just to fill the void
of a ******

See what the problem is...

Out a 6-year relationship...

Watching insta-girls
let me just take a pic.

I choose you & you let me break your hips, no make you sweat

I'm victorious within short-term relationships, I'm on point I'm making hits

Depression makes me reckless
But not the point where I'm breaking ****

But to the point where I'm hatin chicks because I'm to focus on
Stupid ****...

Look in the mirror what the **** are you doing kid?

20 something with substance
but all you do is abuse this ****...

Intelligent none the less
I express that I'm losing it

My views on the other ***
Are barbaric a ludicrous

How the hell can you do this ****?
give me a dab chug me a drink

**** it, give me the whole bottle
I've visited this place before

It's dark but that's no problem

At heart, I'm a loyal dog

Just looking for ******* bones

I'll catch it if you toss

I'll smash it, at now cost

Teeth white cause I do floss

See I am just too odd...

If I vanished that's my loss

I'm sorry for being rash

My feelings are too broad

My ceiling is too flawed

**** the world, friendships
Did I mention...the insta-message
Text via **** smokin, floatin above street sections, my mind is an intercity of villains who live in inception

vials of violence drinking to drunk perfection, **** dialect, no skin tone just invisible complexion, no smart phones nor ring tones, just vibes that are retrospective.

I'm quickly hating my reflection...my life's elective is to live life and live it out...I am what I breath...and I breath what I am about...take a shot like open mouth...
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
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.
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