"acceleration" poems
I fall faster than gravitational acceleration.
Body jerks, vibrate like an earthquake.
Body and mind go separate ways.
Physical overcomes mental strength.
Muscles gain strength.
I can kick like an Ostrich.
Dare not to touch me.
Only I can reunite my body and mind.
The reunion results in confusion.
I get electrically shocked by migraines.
The joy of the reunion is short-lived.
I ask myself all the “Whys” in the world.
Only God knows why.
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Apr 5, 2018
Apr 5, 2018 at 6:00 AM UTC
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Mar 20, 2017
Mar 20, 2017 at 3:20 PM UTC
Painting the lily black
Tainted by the mist of my heart
It cripples and dies
Surrender to hatred
Compassion I lack
An urge to tear something apart
Resting in human cries
It smothers my hatred
As a wolf running with the pack
Acceleration burns my heart
Upset by your twisted lies
They are fueling my hatred
Jan 18, 2016
Jan 18, 2016 at 2:42 PM UTC
Practicality is the reality
of ignominious totality
the devices of all sizes
and the grammatical mentality
of systematic duality.
Punctuation is the **********
the *********** of every generation
the permutation and saturation
of wordsmith temptation for re-calibration
the aberration and consternation
that leads to misinformation
and condemnation and annihilation
of the constellation colloquial conversation
the abomination of language urbanization
the fermentation and ionization
of linguistic complications
the desolation of commas and semi-colons
the affirmation of their vs they're
the augmentation of amalgamation
is just the lyrical ************
of a hooded basketball top nation
the culmination of devastation
the gestation and interpolation
that leads to appreciation isolation
and justification acceleration
the modification and assimilation
of poorly-worded implementation
and the contamination of myriad exploration
alienation in illumination
punctuation is the salvation of documentation
against the tides of violation
and the extermination of regurgitation
the classification of discrimination
and last but not least
the liberation of misrepresentation.
Jul 3, 2014
Jul 3, 2014 at 10:49 AM UTC
My eyes are steady on the mission
I know when to hit the gas like an acceleration
Or when to slow it down like friction
I'll use previous wins for my motivation
Past losses and mistakes as my precautions
I refuse to be a prisoner of my own decisions
Rather, an achiever of my intentions
I don't know it all, so I'll ask questions
Instead of making silly assumptions
I won't chicken out, I have 100% dedication!
Nov 23, 2018
Nov 23, 2018 at 12:53 PM UTC
She wears dresses of calendar papers
Makeup of cremated ashes
Stilettoes of assassins' accurate daggers
Diamonds, tears of angels
Heart a ticking time bomb
Each swell of emotion, increased heart rate
Acceleration of expiration
Jun 16, 2013
Jun 16, 2013 at 10:41 AM UTC
The tightness and the nilness round that space
when the car stops in the road, the troops inspect
its make and number and, as one bends his face
towards your window, you catch sight of more
on a hill beyond, eyeing with intent
down cradled guns that hold you under cover
and everything is pure interrogation
until a rifle motions and you move
with guarded unconcerned acceleration—
a little emptier, a little spent
as always by that quiver in the self,
subjugated, yes, and obedient.
So you drive on to the frontier of writing
where it happens again. The guns on tripods;
the sergeant with his on-off mike repeating
data about you, waiting for the squawk
of clearance; the marksman training down
out of the sun upon you like a hawk.
And suddenly you're through, arraigned yet freed,
as if you'd passed from behind a waterfall
on the black current of a tarmac road
past armor-plated vehicles, out between
the posted soldiers flowing and receding
like tree shadows into the polished windscreen.
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Lustful deceit of truth;
Unadulterated treachery of youth;
Transformation acceleration - Sloth
Like candle to moth
Deliberate disregard of lucidity
Profligacy elected humility
Portly modish scrawny
Legislature legitimate parody
South Africa today
Feb 21, 2013
Feb 21, 2013 at 4:05 AM UTC
Newton's Law
I put it in motion moving in space
the classic mechanics with egg on it's face
it is your basic movement of virtual action
every single cause has a reaction
if you push you get pull in the inverse
back and forth forward then reverse
too many challenges can burn itself out
momentum building creating the doubt
a message was sent could not be retracted
bodies in motion over reacted
gravitational pull increases acceleration
now sitting alone no participation
will the owner of the souls ever return
or am I left out here alone to burn
should have thought sooner before releasing the arrow
she has been injured clipped the wing of the sparrow
now searching for remedies everywhere rootin'
trying to reach Sir Isaac Newton
return the bodies to orbit each other
just like before like sister and brother
Gomer LePoet....
Oct 27, 2013
Oct 27, 2013 at 9:33 AM UTC
I like them bedroom bullies,
Them nasty dominant bitches,
Put them tatas on me ,
Let them suffocate me ,
And even if I die,
It would be with a good cause,
Gently choke my neck,
Change them gears ,
Do some quick acceleration,
There comes some flapping sounds,
Down the hill we roll,
Swimming in our own sweat,
As my lips whisper your name, "zaddy",
Nov 17, 2024
Nov 17, 2024 at 5:44 AM UTC
You've been there forever
As long as anyone can remember
I remember seeing you at birth
You reached your arms around me
And swallowed me with all your girth
You passed my days as an infant
With acceleration it seems
For those days I cant remember much
But you were always my mean
As expected, You were always there
And I cant say that I'm mad
But I cant say that I'll say the same
On the days that you act bad
You'll be right here one day
But I cant say the same for the next
For all I know is someday
I'll look to you and say "what the heck?"
Apr 25, 2012
Apr 25, 2012 at 8:00 PM UTC
Here's a thought,
Don't know if I ought,
What's faster than thought?
Thought momentum,
Like acceleration,
Concept velocity,
Thought rapidity,
Thinking celerity...
Upon reflection,
Thought momentum,
Is it the speed of light?
Thoughts so bright,
Here's a thought,
What's faster than thought?
Apr 15, 2016
Apr 15, 2016 at 5:51 PM UTC
The fabric of space-time is
Like a balloon being blown up.
It expands with acceleration,
as if driven by some unknown
DARK ENERGY
Sep 3, 2014
Sep 3, 2014 at 7:13 AM UTC
Full of acceleration
Peculiar being the indication
A force of an electrical charge
The formation of changeable skies
Electricity as it soars through the air
But word of caution in beware
Electricity that excites
The skies in not wanting to be polite
The thunderstorm that had arrived
The skies parting ways in strive
The Heaven’s electrical message
It’s the Heaven’s that watch
If your soul’s not right, it is the electrical charge of catch
The skies of electrical approach
In God’s terms this is no joke
The hands of Heaven’s electrical skies
It’s the wonder’s that continues to make us wise.
Jun 28, 2014
Jun 28, 2014 at 5:10 PM UTC
Now some folks will draw their conclusion
But this is no illusion
Yet as I write let there be no confusion
The Robotics revelation has arrived
Whether you like it or not, you must take in as your strive
Technology of tomorrow with the future being today
It’s acceleration in every way
Robotics having the right efficiency
Humans will definitely be replaced
Human functions will be totally erased
It was talked about for years in the coming of Robotics
However, there was no belief that Robotics would come to reality
Human’s couldn’t prepare nor compare in being competition
It is just plan indication
I remember working at CITIGROUP, it was a Robot that delivered the mail desk to desk
The fact is, Robotics accomplish more and not have to settle for less
Now that is a testimony in confess
So I got my exposure into Robotics in the 80’s being the coming of tomorrow’s trend
Could this be the Human’s living end?
Perhaps
But Robotics has already begun
However, the question does come up, will Human’s still be among?
It’s not a Twilight Zone Door
It’s tomorrow’s Robotics illustrating a definite sure
Can anybody Human compete?
But for now one must simply retreat
Robotics shall be here to stay
I know a question mark over someone’s head thinking not ok
Though it is Technology of Electronics being a motion that seemed like a dream
It is not a myth but a fact
Robotics being your learning too late
You will have to now relate
Robotics will become the new leaders
They will be large and in charge
Human problems Robotics will solve
Conditions well again Robotics will resolve
You just got a lesson of Robotics 101
How you will stack up, but have you been out done?
Jan 24, 2018
Jan 24, 2018 at 4:57 AM UTC
Companies have established low wages
I haven’t seen anything like this since my ages
Hourly rates are at an all time low
The economy with no acceleration is moving ever so slow
Rents are so high
People are wondering if they will ever survive
It’s like a sting from a beehive
However, the word Permanent is now called Temp
The cost of living simply went
Yet how are people suppose to survive
A new wave with good news has come to shore
It’s called “Entrepreneur” for you to explore
People need a new plan being their own Entrepreneur
But it takes time to establish
Once your Entrepreneur business is up and running
Now you will need a Dynamic Advertising Campaign that will be stunning
People need to know who you are with your business
Don’t forget the business cards
Once again, it takes time in getting the business on its way
But don’t stall nor delay
Kiss the Corporate world goodbye
Now give Entrepreneur a try
Corporate compensation low
Today it is Entrepreneur being the flow
Corporate world continues too have their own agenda
Welcome to Entrepreneur for you to enter
So worry no more
Be your own Boss for sure
Entrepreneur is knocking for you to explore
If Entrepreneur was something you always wanted to do, don’t put off and just pursue
Corporate world salaries just don’t fit
It’s time for a Corporate quit and let Entrepreneur be it.
Jun 2, 2018
Jun 2, 2018 at 11:44 AM UTC
Fascination
Fixation
Temptation
Anticipation
Sensation
Confirmation
Vibration
Elation
Relation
Acceleration
Exploration
Complication
Aggravation
Suffocation
Altercation
Termination
Devastation
Annihilation
Transformation
Rejuvenation
Reiteration
May 20, 2013
May 20, 2013 at 3:08 AM UTC
the Flesh door fireworked open
Splashed liquid vitality on
the Yellow hope and Creme colored dreams
marrow gave way, Slumped into the
portly Shirtwaist
of the wealth of Her father
Beautiful fool you
Spinning just like You did but a night ago
But now in a different embrace
Your lips painted Him
Like you Paint the night
Red in black
Red on White
Jun 4, 2013
Jun 4, 2013 at 9:46 PM UTC
we are the stories between the armpit
and the hand
between the whisper and the sigh
forged by galaxies of wounds
in the fragility of light
of spaces crushed
by the acceleration of time
our irises boundless
sometimes
we are the stories that tell
our soles when to stop
our bones when to sing
that put sunflowers
in our haze
cranberries in our waitings
delight in our might
skyscrappers of thought in our deeds
promises in our hands full of mud
over caskets
we are the stories of love's failure
(aren't we asking too much from love?)
of decay of pretend of parasitic laughter
of the violence of bodies without minds
without singing in the hearts
stories of fists strife and toil,
the boredom of dawn
repetition of self-deception
circles not round
triangles full of hurt
of the rigidity of one plus one
equals two
the rest is wonder
so many stories exchanging nouns, verbs
attributes just to capture
what is forever escaping alluding flowing
naturally undisturbed in the exchange of
vowels
like dark matter that escapes iself
only in dreams
was it the awe of vowels that invented the world?
incessantly on the edge
of chaos of blindness of knowing
of loss of void of grief & joy
of floating to the unknown
or pausing into certainty
hard working minds and eager souls
errect citadels of meaning
in dialogue sometimes
or as oppressive as
the denial of slippery roads
of sad guitars or
maddening violins
our shadows sit closely next to us
precisely when
we're stepping into the light
Jan 8, 2023
Jan 8, 2023 at 6:28 AM UTC
They walk beside me
always late for something.
Quickening loafers
compete against themselves
emphasising their importance.
Go!
Choking on their breath
in an over-zealous attempt to identify
What's freedom?
This fastened reality
Punctures inner peace
my energy disperses
Like a balloon buzzing as it loses momentum.
When did Life become a marathon?
When will I decide where I want to be?
Conversations shout themselves out..
an energetic argument before their words reach the air..
Will you ever confront your disguised pains?
My mind's elsewhere..
I'm trying to figure out
the last time I saw your body unclench itself.
And i'm a little confused,
because I don't know whether to accept your denial
or
continue to disconnect from reality.
And I question,
If we all mirror eachother, what part of myself cannot find peace in you?
I observe this anxiety in motion
stuck forever in a hurry
leading itself down roads that end where they began.
And I wonder,
*If their legs were to rest
would they have to pick their head up from the floor?*
Like buddhas in a city,
their lives are a fast forwarded tomorrow
as the present hurries along.
And I ponder,
Does the truth stop blinding when silence doesn't teach?
A quickening motion
Changing with every step.
Acceleration..
human race...
Go!
Chasing of thy death..
Apr 17, 2012
Apr 17, 2012 at 7:15 PM UTC
Stalling
get your foot off the acceleration
hold my hands not my thighs
the lights gone red
this may take a while
once were off
my head: blown back
I love the speed
but our senses failed us
my body lied
we hit a tree
a ****** accident
who was the victim, really
the wounds were the same
my blood
stained you
save me with your holy hands
I’m bleeding out of every nook and cranny
this red light
may be longer than expected
Oct 21, 2012
Oct 21, 2012 at 11:26 PM UTC
2014 may not have significance to you
But it is really 1914 in being the clue
It will be the 100th Anniversary of the Greyhound Bus company creation
I felt it would be fitting in the mention
Supposedly May is the month of the celebration
Imagine the hound bus being started in the form of a car
Innovation history that has taken the hound company far
It’s the hound bus existence spanning from a beginning to present
Today the hound still continues to represent
A nation and global citizens that welcomes Greyhound buses everyday
The idea of going my way
The land transportation carrier that helps travelers convey their own passenger portal by-ways
It’s the everlasting journey that stays
The bus hound has weathered many storms
It was the company’s acceleration beyond any norm
The hound’s bus wheels have turned for centuries being its own reels
A moving bus with windows like screens
An adventure in motion in what it seems
Happy Anniversary to the hound and continued more years in staying around
State to state has always been your bound
Give the hound dog a bone
Your stretched out approach you have shown
You have become a passenger’s friend to which we have come to be known
Keep those wheels turning and our inspiration always urning.
Apr 7, 2014
Apr 7, 2014 at 7:31 PM UTC