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Yenson Nov 2018
A journo aware, equally at home in Palaces, Halls or the streets
Trained to vision duplicity slants and angles and know the crux
Able to see the story behind the story behind the story and more
In ethics robed proudly while mendacity and shenanigans cry shy
Show me the Dai Lama in a crack den or Bill Gates ******* in Goa

Semi demi illiterates with joined-up thinking or unthinking
Immatures lacking emotional intelligence or gainful statures
In groupthink mired settles on group delusions in vicissitudes
We're programming or flooding seeds of doubts or confusing
As if maladroit fantasies are gospels not simpletons' chicanery

Dismissives sad dolts duly outflanked and outclassed inherently
Ignoramuses crude and coarse in true form lacking introspection
Wear disgrace proudly in persistence and parade idiocy fittingly
Strength in numbers neither nullifying stupidity or indignities
Indulgent cowards and sick gate-keeps of unearned entitlements

Nonentities, rabble rousers shamed vigilantes in emotional dearth
Claiming and luxuriating in the depravities of their deficiencies
I remain what I am and no apologies necessary for august status
Your diminutive deeds merely reflects your statures and intellects
Little minds already condemn you to suicides of real aspirations



CopyrightLaurenceA6thNov2018.allrightsreserved
Yenson Aug 2018
Let us Rise and Rejoice for the Wise Controllers of the Streets
Please give praise for the Keepers of Asinine Righteousness
Who have the power to read our minds easy as giving sweets
Esteemed Professors who are  World Experts with Greatness
In Neuro-linguistic programming and know all the upbeats

For example anybody with working eyes can see with no cheats
The woman's complexions is not Black even without clearness
Alas I make a joke and  lightheartedly say its Black in mirths
Nobel NLP Programmers jump in glee and frenzied eagerness
That is Trigger to void progressive actions with that lady petite

So Professors et vacuous masses devoid of brains go on heats
Sprinkling Blacks all over in project as useless as their dumbness
Tell not dorks I do not see her as black in any way but a tease
Another deluded wasted efforts from the addicted mindlesses
The poor lass graced with honey-gold skin tone is not for meets

Crass semi-illiterates play mind games on levels of bog peats
Psychotic obsessed nonentities with deluded tendentiousness
As if there's a meeting of minds with piffling anodyne greats
Dumbos declaring we are playing with your mind in earness
Show me how a genius compares with Quixotic foolishness
Does a mind riddled, ravaged and stressed with insignificant nonsensical
mediocrity writes like the produced poems so far. Who is drawn into the Narcissism of arrogant ignorant, debauched, redundant ex-colonialism remnants, seeking Authoritative validation by its inglorious serfdom's,  trying to cling to some last Hooray! Bargain basement bullies drunk on insignificance in faux non-power tripping. Contemptible s galore...yesterdays. peoples, yesterdays shame.
Apologies to all my true and decent contemporaries of all races, who share exclusions with me from this charade of idiots, by idiots for idiots....love you all.
Yenson Mar 2019
I once asked a classmate at college
after a Sociological lecture on Deviances
why most women get traumatised and upset
about those perverts heavy-breather deviants
because where I come from, you'd laugh at their sickness
call them stupid and waste their money by not hanging up

And if you're crazy enough to be those perverts exhibitionists
who frighten women and young girls by exposing their privates
rather then scream and run, the woman would actually go to the
fool and yank his ****** trousers down and aim a hefty blow
to the offending sight, God help crazy silliness behaviours
where I was raised..

These perverts get their jollies from terrorising and the shock
reactions from their victims, that's their money shot
same with trolls and bullies, they relish knowing they cause upset
or fear or some emotional responses from their victims
Hell, I come from a place where cowardice is recognised for what it is
The rationale is so simple, you've got beef with me, say it to my face
that's what confident real worthy people do, stand by your words
anything else shows you lack courage and you are immediately called out and exposed as a weakling and a coward.
They will tell you, have the ***** and talk to my face'
A cowardly man is the lowest of the low, as simple as that.

But a worthless idiot who hides and then start hissing and cursing
immediately shows cowardice and becomes a joke and a useless example of a man,
So how can the ******* spewed by a pained faceless nonentities impact me, how can a hidden coward without the nerve to face another man, be considered an equal or respected, much less cause me emotional pain or make me doubt myself.
These fools that are given the run around by clever Asians and Africans. Tell me more jokes please!
I actually enjoy toying with fools and when bored take the ****
out of them and bait them to laugh at their ridiculous comebacks.

Do me a favour, how can a semi-illiterate yobs, who turn ghost white and physically trembles at the
the slightest pressure wants to get into my head and disrupt it

These shameless buffoons, who are being academically humiliated
by indian classmates, whose parents come from dirt poor villages and can barely speak english.
Such proven fools and cowards, then decides they can come and terrorize me, like we say where I was raise
" for where"   that means ',   how is that possible

Even an oxford educated person who can't face me earns my fine
contempt, you call yourself Oxbridge, what's respectable with being a coward who can't talk man to man but sneaks around playing a childish game, utter contempt!
Even with their artificially created chaos and difficulties i still
fare better then them
and these pathetic sickos think they are relevant in some way

But I know, they get off the contacts with me, its like I bless them
with recognition
after all there are perverts who pay women to kick them in the *****

I feed the trolls, as my mentioned above, our woman would yank down the pants of a ***** pervert exhibitionist rather than scream and run away, you don't go crying, saying I am emotionally damaged by a mentally ******* fool and pervert dropping his pants, you know immediately this is an idiot not worth two bits, you treat simpletons as simpletons,
what's to be terrorized about by some scallywag dimwitted
cowards with problems and inferiority complexes.
Pray do tell me.....................

If I Was anything the compound fools are alleging would I be here laughing at them or perhaps I am stupid like them, and can't recognize demonstrable spineless cowards and what they do.
He's broken, we've planted seeds, he's anxious, he's crying, some mentalist even says, the coolest stylish man is goofy.

These are the brain dead bullies who pick on the prettiest girls and start calling the ugly, the classic bullies trade make, flip everything because you are all brain dead, smelly ignorant, dumb nobodies
Trash like this want to alter my personalities, want to do my head in

Ohh.....puuluuzee!!
UK-domiciled BME students: applications to Oxford, offers made and students admitted, 2013–2017
BME Students White Students
Applications Offers Admitted Applications Offers Admitted BME proportion of total
UK students admitted11
2017 2,899 519 446 8,908 2,311 2,044 17.9%
2016 2,547 492 411 8,901 2,425 2,178 15.9%
2015 2,332 407 367 8,668 2,391 2,169 14.5%
2014 2,131 395 345 8,634 2,412 2,201 13.6%
2013 2,101 396 360 8,783 2,392 2,234 13.9%
11. Excluding students whose ethnicity status is not declared.
Ayad Gharbawi Feb 2010
MENTAL PATIENT WRITING SOMETHING

Ayad Gharbawi
February 19, 2010 – Damascus, Syria


I love you all you
Or, all of you
I guess
I should write
Properly

Happy ones
Yes you!
Living you all
Drinking air
Vacuous nonentities
Am I describing myself or yourselves?

Supreme in my brutal
Powerlessness
Inertia is my magnificent pulse
Loss is my definition
That defines
My dumbest elemental stench

I live to see so-called teeth grinding
My teeth
Actually
I talk about
Am I being grammatical correct for you all?

Worms satanic
Within
Eyeballs melting from Sorrrow
And they then
Continually
Keep
Bleeding and looking fractured and pale
Didn’t Sane People
Tell me
Eyes are Souls into
Our lost Selves?
Or, something similar?

Weeping Nerves
That are
To dry
To move
Without a breakdown
I am scared, in a bed, a room
I involuntarily break my idiotically stretched lips
So, I become shy
From you all onlookers
Doctors and Visitors
Or Relatives?
Who’s who here?

And,
If I fake
That pointless
Smile
For any ashamed passerby
A sad banner
Shall be there -
Announcing my
Smashed structure
And functionless music
Will tell you my homeless address
Of my abandoned Mind and Flesh.
-----
Jimmy Solanki Feb 2015
Rag picker on the street
Dust eater and maggot breather
She can tell the smell
Of burning plastic and paper
Of turning dung to soil
She knows the ways
Between the hills of refuse
Between the footfalls of her children
But who cares who she is
The lost and never found
Inherited a kingdom thrown away

Who cares what she thinks
She finds meanings in a bottle
Looks at a glossy magazine and wonders
Her slightly bent back aches
Sun ravages her skin each day
Brazen with resistance like herself
Her skin glistens with labors each day
Filling her heart with hazy dreams

Who cares what she sees
She hears those kids play faraway
A world insulated from her own
Where plastic is used and thrown away
And the worst smells won't make you sway
She sees the worth of this world
For what it truly is
She lives in the belly button
Never forgetting it was the beginning
And it may be the end

But who cares what she says
She's just another sweeper
Another rag picker
Treasure hunter and bounty filler
She sings old forgotten ballads
Songs with no beginnings
Songs with no creators
As she looks for something
An old school bag, a plastic earring

But who cares who she is
Just another one of these
Souls in an eternal sea
They never were
They never will be
An entire generation
Of nonentities
Forgotten children of Destiny
Rag pickers and sweepers are a common sight in my country. A whole class of people were deemed untouchable because they worked as manual laborers, cleaners and scavengers. Even now, these are the overlooked, second class citizens nobody cares about. I see them all the time. I wish a better life for them, more fulfilling, more real. A dream
els Jun 2013
Men portrayed as ***-starved, beer-craving
nonentities whose only purpose in their existence appears to be
getting laid.
Women, ******* clad (*******.  ******* everywhere),
seen merely as objects--disposable; disgusting.
Hypnotically alluring.
Attractive in all the seemingly right, but more obviously wrong, ways

How did we become so...                  
                       ...desensitized?

Sin coated in a seductively savory sauce.  
So sweet?
So salty?
No.
So sickening.
At least to my sore eye sockets.
Yenson Jun 2019
Unstable rabble
ill in mind, body and soul
unfulfilled and desperately unhappy
fearful always, insecure, lacking and inadequate
skeletons in cupboards, shaming secrets hidden aplenty
false, fake, white-washed and all semblance soulless nonentities
vacuous sad pathetic weak and academically challenged majority
ignorant belligerent bellicose cowards, drunkards n mob shysters

rise, rise. rise
jump, jump. jump
do the twist n put the boot in

stand up and bellow
you can't loose your chains
your self loathing is too great
your shame and pains hurt all the time
you are reminded of your insignificance always
your helplessness and your weaknesses shames you
you always have to fake it, scrape, beg, borrow and steal
the aggrieved spectators as talents, wealth and the ritzy drive past

rise, rise, rise
jump, jump, jump
do the locomotion and spread the ****

scream and shout
hurl slander and lies
fight like cowards and bully
get badass and wicked and mean
get ****** angry and get ****** even
leave your bacon butties and fry the greedy pigs
forget your chips and come chip the brains of the tyrants hogs
put down those pints and lets keep this momentum of hate alive so

rise, rise, rise
jump, jump, jump
do the stoning and lets move like Jagger
SATIRE: For the many, not the few, If you dare LAUGH at any single word or prose in the inspirational poem you are a Class-traitor and you would be reported to the Stasi Apparatchiks who will make your life a living hell and you will wish you are dead, it goes without saying that you will also never **** again in your life for the Stasis will make sure that you will never have a partner ever again. You have been warned, this is a serious matter and solidarity is our salvation. Now, go do your duty and find a rich person to burgle, taunt, torment, harass and hate with all your cowardly energy, you loonies, pinkos, sados, weirdos, stinkos commies. Remember, a single smile from you and its hell for you all, go ask that Purple rain **** about it.
Neal Emanuelson Feb 2015
This hushed wind brings about a smaller piece of perpetual silence
Swayed by the similarities of tree leaves and people
Life ahead of a dawn regarded to wake nonentities
Reminded not of the deafening undertones inside a mind
Forlorn versifier levy the elegiac deterioration
A trepanation of dreary memoirs too sore
to cull a pain so congenial.

Life seems a responsible suicide.

© 2012
Yenson Nov 2019
When hate gives oxygen to publicity
you surprisingly realize
that obscurity is the killer
for obscurity is bland, unworthy, pedestrian, not notable
just another one in ten, fifty, six hundred,
just a ***, actually *** is very appropriate
wild, uncouth, mindless bellicose nothing itching to rumble and vent
that's the place the asinine bully originates
so sit back and dissect the nonentities bullies

obscure, insignificant...defo not please with their lives
Defo not a professional..in fulfilling rewarding work leaves no time
to mess around looking for attention or validation
Immature, not well read or intelligent...OBVIOUSLY!. intelligence
at least real intelligence offers confidence, balance, self assurance
Talent-less and unexceptional...OBVIOUSLY...creative talented people find better and right outlets  than trolling or venting or hating
Most likely ugly with no  personality...YES!...most bullies are exactly that, the fat ugly ******* at checkouts, the long nosed hag at the store the weedy fellows, the unkempt, yeah, mostly they are not visually nice in appearance
No strength of Character...OBVIOUSLY, bullies are alway weak, insecure, inadequate cowards.
Confident secure people in a good place emotionally would never dream of bullying
Juvenile mentality, feral, unsociable, dorkish...that almost a staple for bullies, just some no mark simpleton looking for attention, they think it booster them amongst others

Imagine the thoughts of all these hapless nonentities
making one the target of their neurosis or sad happenstance
actually taking the time and making the effort to troll and do ****
Man..that's some serious ****, can make a lesser person big-headed
I don't even write Fan letters to Artists I appreciate
( I should really write and praise Stormzy for his Charitable work )
much less sit and bother some other human with hate and bullying
that to me is as low as you can get.
If you're good I try to learn from you not Hate you...wow!
YES, OBSCURITY IS THE KILLER
Its really sad to be insignificant, no mark, pathetic drones
worst still, appears the only distractions to their pained obscurities
is Bullying...and look what bullies are, little wonder they talk of going in vicious circles.....
Denis Barter Mar 2018
An Exercise in Alliterative Acrostics.

Ernie, ebulliently enthused,
But battered and bruised,
Understandably uneasy and upset.
Leaves lustful Larry, a ***** lad,
Lasciviously longing to live
Innocuously. Ivan, integratesvolves integrating
Every expeditious and essential
Needed necessities, necessary to negate  
Terrible teasing Thomas, to terminate

All appropriate and aggravating
Noisy Norman notes!  No negotiations can negate
Diabolical devilish deeds.  Determination dictates

Exuding excessive energy, exterminates and excoriates
Nasty native nonentities.  No naive niceties
Tackle tricky testy tasks, for tender tendencies,
Having hyperbole hopes, are hypothetically helpless
Unless usurpers unveil unsung university union
Sympathisers, seeking salvation, as sympathising.
Evangelists, exemplary and enthusiastic experts
Doctors, and dentists doggedly determine details definitely decide,

Ebullience and Enthusiasm exist!

Rhymer.  March 10th, 2018.
Heliza Rose Apr 2016
To be wed is a beautiful thing
Heart bursting with the butterflies that have grown since you met your true love
Eyes filled with so much joy and magic that it feels as though you may just be living in a film, a fairytale
Everything is spinning so fast, yet at the same time it feels as though everything is turning ever so slowly so you can enjoy each second of every moment.

And in those moments you realise you are truly to be wed.
To be tied to someone till eternity and beyond
To be bound heart by heart and soul by soul to another individual that has become your life.
You realise all else will fall hoplessely away like nonentities and all that will then be left will be this person you are to carry with you forever
To be wed is a beautiful thing and it is an experience all who go into are nervous about yet endlessly happy of the notion
Yenson Oct 2019
The half-wit humanoids declared
we are going to change my personality
turn me a vacant dumb superficial carcasses like them
grandly our spineless nefarious scoundrels cowards stated
we are going to make the strong weak by bullying him to death
that's what we do to excellence and decent standards that's notable

The racists ignorant backwards cowards
nonentities full of envy and spite gang up in putrid slime
its anarchy and hell to pay for he that achieves and reaches far
slander and defamation is the greatest leveler for not being dumb
we do his head in and drive him paranoid to ruin the bright ******
why should he be all we can never be or own what we can never own

What they don't own is character and honest endeavors
swines and thieves mired in hedonism, laziness and chicanery
weak in body and soul, lying, evil, smearing, cheating bullies
pretentious as ****, dark and wickedly conniving, satans spawns
destructive and negative, our narcissists in psychosis seeks validity
all you gain is by default, wear your fake crown of deceit proudly
the world knows you, none likes or respect you in your ivory tower

Thirty years down the line and against ONE man
the under endows are still deluding themselves in mindless styles
your control is your waste of your useless time showcasing foolish
your silly invalidation are eggs on your red pale faces every time
Your PM has Turkish origins, Chancellor indian, Home Sec Indian
what are you, a rabble of twisted racists nonentities victimizing one man
Because he showed you up for the losers, common thieves, wasters and senseless underachievers you really are......
i wonder what nastiness happened today
while royal nonentities beguiled the gullible
lost under the dress the smiles the parade
will be the things the government couldnt make possible
any other way
beyond the news is where the news is

edit: turns out it was just Theresa May being a lying hypocritical scumbag whod shank a bagpiper to hear which screams louder as they died.
Yenson Aug 2019
the classy tone made atonement
internal beauty spoke in spades and kindness
for the learned mind turns differently
than the thieving rats and their gutter mates
who thrive in shame and senseless belligerence
brainwashed nonentities in unwashed Armour and weak heads
the gatherings of left-overs and frustrated ******* with no gains
the park-life rejects and unmarried mothers and shoplifters dregs
all in neon unison seeking to manipulate emotions
like their sad stories handed from ***** to ***** for use to use
hating the decent without gutter dirt and craven spoils
too perfect, too cool and too classy for Joan, Kelly and gross birds
drive him mad, they scream in painful rejection and shame
throw mud, slander and spill the blood of the ****** that refuses
go go to the taxi-drivers that pass you around, go beg for pennies
the classy voice made atonement
the goods know when to sin and when to pray
the gutter dwellers know nothing but fear and insecurities
of putting out here and there, selling bodies to be one of many
poor sick stinking divas, your cab is waiting and Gin is cheap.........
Yenson Apr 2022
With great privilege
comes great responsibilities
with obscurity
comes wailing nonentities
fated to be
bitter nit- picking wailing nonentities
Yenson Mar 2019
Oh...please let them perform their skits
let the ***** the bile that troubles their beings
insignificantes have to peddle their visibilities
how else can they justify their defunct prowesses

Ply deluded unpower, rabble rouse *******
play the blame game, cowardly pick safe targets
lie and fabricate and use coercive control to rope in mugs
the lame in solidarity, mindless bullies limp in numbers

Yes, we've effected Trading Places on our Target
watch him collapse, suffer and crumble scream lame sadists
he'll soon commit suicide, breakdown and ruined like us
erase him, back to square one, change his life forever we go.

Over twenty-five and counting still and counting still
look at our shameless western agitators, crooks and wastrels
from gutters and underneath stones they crawl and peep
unable to comprehend the failure of asinine experiment

Oh please let them twist and turn and hedge their bets
let them save their grotesque lying faces and wipe off the eggs
why humiliate cowards when they're nonentities inherent
so please let them justify their venting of attrition

so please let them play their game of ruining lives
trading places will relieve their angst and frustrations
uninspired poets now have sources of inspiration to satiate pains
miseries seeks company, delusions are wanton needed escapisms

the jihadists terrorists do their heinous barbaric beheading
homegrown barbaric agitators do death by a thousand cuts
sadists getting their jollies under false pretences while sipping tea
Hurray for Hollywood, hurray comrades, can't wait till we RULE!
Yenson Sep 2019
The Pope talks and people listen
because they love and respect a man of God
All Presidents talk and people listen
because they has been given the mandate to rule
The Teachers talk and most learners listen
because they know they want to acquire knowledge
Parents talk and children listen
because they are guided and trained
The Police talk and most will listen
because they serve and protect us and the Law
The Clergies and heads of Faiths talks and followers listen
because they believe they are representatives of the Faiths
A lover talks and the partner listens
because they love and care about each other
Nonentities, angst-ed, frustrated, envious jealous, semi-illiterate
weak, ignorant, bigoted, racist, inadequate bunch of pale-faced
cowards talk and trolls
Please tell why should anyone listen or care
You have to be respected, informed and appreciated
to earn my attention
How many of us have stopped to listen
to that poor ***** seated by the street corner
Talented people are thinking suicide because of Twitter trolls
cowardly insane inadequate bullies are driving innocents to death
No way in a thousand years will I succumb to sick inferiors
their words do not register with me
why, tell me would worthlessness have meaning
I am too worthy for that and I know it undoubtedly
Like I know who my parents, the Pope, the Presidents, my Teachers, my Priests, myself and other worthy people are....
Yenson Sep 2019
Wounded weasels all conflicted
greened with envy matting's all covered in muck
bitter inadequate coward crawlers smarting with jealousy
nonentities devoid of any significance seeking to anesthetize their pain
the born paranoids trying to induce paranoia
the depressives of Europe, pill poppers unrivaled wanting converts
the inept socially unskilled and gauche plonkers talking love
***** buckets winnies picked ****** and dropped by numpties
talking about love of which they know nowt about
useless simpletons regurgitating asinine mind **** by dummies
low scales playing mind-games of the juvenile semi-illiterates
cliched jokes of oiks, hicks and inferiors in-matures
One black
they're still yapping like dogs
street laborers pitting witlessness
minds brought for a penny by indian taxi drivers
offering anodyne drama to their betters
boring ineffectuals chalkies
ignorant racists drunk on comic book anarchy
soap dodgers united looking for diversion
from their **** and diseased minds
contemptibles contempts
feeding times pale worms.........
hahahaha......hahahaha........hahahaha.......
Yenson Jan 2019
They are inadequate and insecure
Those poor lot who never got it right
Minds befuddled, no grace nor talent for sure
Want love but it's never real and day is always night
Superficialities and pretence is all there are on their shore

So these sad lots find pleasure in destroying things
Body full of drugs n sorrow, something's' always  wrong
Negativity their wont, misery and menace in their everything
All that is good is tarnished, strength and confidence are wrong
Their happiness eclipsed, mind diseased, knowing stained loving

See that precious diamond glittering sharply bright
No say our lots, that just a piece of old hard stone dug up
See that lovely rose in pristine bloom in lovely summer light
No that's just an ordinary dead flower with thorns in a big cup
Sick downers whose glass always half empty with sour snakebite

They own ignorance and bitterness in droves
Always envious and jealous the inherent bent of the warped
Intimidated by excellence, mired in dishonour like putrid cloves
These nonentities crave attention in ignominy like neurotic wasps
In enlightened riposte - class is permanent and crying is not for doves
Yenson Mar 2019
If I had the time and inclination
I will purposely give you your drama
and watch you get agitated and upset
as I make you see the fools that inhabits you
and rob your noses in the cream that always
rises to the top
but who wants to impress and assay nonentities
for it's that attention they crave being of lesser minds
best take their acceptance of the nobility that stirs them
For nobility holds the mirror that makes them see their faces
reminding them of their horrors, their losses and pained lives

they cry in anguish at all I can do
they see what breeding does and the gains possible
the haves beyond their sullen reaches and grounded lots
the rarity of the diamond that blindly glistens and gleans bright
against the pallow of grime and grimness they embrace perchance
Oh, how they know he has all it takes and how their being breaks
It should be us but why and what did we do wrong when we're born
So what else to do in minds unfed but if we can't then he can't also
That's the law of our jungle in our Westminster and we'll fight for it
So let them fight for all their lives they've fought for what they have

I am blessed a thousand times over
not born a desperate pirate on the stormy seas reeking
hacking, swinging looking for booties and ready to steal and loot
Always afraid and forever vigilant, looking always for the main chance
Eat my life and gorge on it, it won't fill you but it'll calm you down
I won't rob your sad noses in my cream that always rises to the top
what need do I have to prove anything to you when you know it all
bask in the solidarity of the good earth and wipe those angry tears
the land's yours and one day you shall inherit the earth and all on it
Take my blood and take your pound of flesh' sorry it's not fish and chips and mushy peas.........
Yenson Feb 2022
Without a doubt they can not stand up to scrutiny
mediocre with hang-ups and deep insecurities
in epic self-loathing they know all about their indignity
and in crazed union they share their similarities
to launch the society of disgruntle haters with no integrity
where they all rile and wallow in depravities
for them their solace and fulfilment comes from negativity
hail our nonentities with worthless proclivities
worry not all this is beyond their nonsenses and sensibility
Yenson Jan 2019
The green bicycle with the phone first sign
rode up the hill past the pink house
with the tell-tale  grey cat that runs
around the Italian Bakery who makes
bread with rainbow patterns on them.

In the cornfield a scarecrow looks on
as a little girl screamed for mama
and from the hull of a boat in the Harbour
a voice rang out shouting No No No!
then all went silent and silence ruled.

A man with a horse face walked down a straight path
carrying cheese in his shoes for lunch
and saw a rainbow in the horizon
but a little ball went flying past his head.
he muttered I don't need a cap my head is just fine
He has a beer belly and a big *****

Then three or four men came running past
heading for a midnight rendezvous
and saw a daisy chain hanging on another path
by the Green meadow a woman in grey stood
looking for number fifty to do some Art

In the corner an Arab man sang a song of betrayal
someone said can we trust again my friend
the village idiot said he has a thousand fleas in his head
a doctor walked past carrying a skeleton rattling
someone said I'll tell you all later

The town is spinning the anodynes and shysters
filling a disinterested mind that's owns scorns for lowlife
a mind too calm and positive for **** from depraves
who cares what an idiot think or watches the dance of fools
the worms really think every mind is the same
they are writing a wedge for a chasm made by the
They think they matter because they are in gangs..
I barely notice fools and cowards enslaved by psychopaths

they've had twenty five years and still can't do my head in
what a load of useless clowns and nonentities.
Yenson Aug 2023
So you know you're weak
and can never win fairly
so you know you're below standard
and can't complete openly
so you know you're not that intelligent
and can't fully utilise your minds
so you know you seriously lack acumen
and can't cut mustard
so you know you're lowscale and crude
and deftly lack finese
so you know you lack cogent talents
and can't be impressive
so you know you're lily-livered cowards
who can't stand toe-to-toe
so you know you're a small tooled ninety second wonders
lacking prowess stamina romance or hot soul
so you're semi-illiterates riddled with impostors syndromes
always frightened of exposure
so you're a bunch of lying backstabbing hypocritical nonentities
unable to confidently own your minds or yourselves
so you know you're narcissists pyschos haters and tin-hatters
condermed to your underground and hidden cabals
So you find yourselves threatened, overshadowed and outshined
by those not like you
And so you spend days looking for weaknesses
or projecting weaknesses on those not like you
Hahaha....they on't have silver spoons.....just kidding, this is serious Republicanism, eat the rich, the elites, the talented, the anybody that does not do as we say and join our campaign.We are weak but toether we can tell bigger lies and make our dim selves even dimmer. Hahaha...
Yenson Feb 10
They tell the afflicted mugs
this is People power
that they had figured him out
and made him a puppet
and they the poeple
can now pull strings and ****
him about
and have him dazed and confused
The mugs are totally convinced
we know all his moves
we are ****** his mind and terrorizing
his soul
we are destroying his happiness
and raining on his parade
we are doing his head in
this is pysche warfare
No you are not!
You are just a bunch of misguided mugs
and stale unfulfilled nonentities
fooled, double fooled and then some more
by crass criminals, lowlifes and scums
you are just a bunch of contemptible mugs
doing what contemptible mugs do
but then
you don't come from good stock
are wellbred or from a well heeled background
hahaha hahaha hahaha
ok, come on get madder even more
get back to your pysche warfare
“When your mind is full of assumptions, conclusions, and beliefs, it has no *******, it just repeats past impressions.”
Yenson Jun 2022
in criminal's hock

slaving restless ghosts

reverberating themed dirges

from floored mutiny of flawed pocus

shackled in the dire mire of  vapid witlessness

in their majority of woes they find their majority of woes

fickle feeble nonentities wallowing in the obscenities of puerile haze

scatter-brains find futile guiles in hicks' dud armouries

our graceless ephemerals twist in hyperboles

indentured Sisyphus' controlled

toiling at replicating alike

blinded by jealousies

in prisoned minds
Yenson Nov 2021
Without depths all they see
is the obvious terrain afore their long noses
in the sinking semblances of their lamentable Eden
heedlessly they walk together
drunk on untruths spewing from blanched fables
their five a day jive elixirs
propping up dreamless quests of pale pallid gamblers
purchasing paydays on hock
the means of vengeful asinines in anodyne contemplations
devoid of erudite grace
they belch and **** their inept offerings at the altars of nonentities
it all makes sense to them
to have voices albeit wasteful is still prized nonsensicalities to boot
its white's dark matter
the painful de rigueur that plagues the mindless in their dim shallows
and again..harlequins...again..one more time
Yenson Jun 2019
they rove in contemptible droves
transparents withering we are waging a psyche war
half-baked gnats-brain vigilantes poisoned with psychopathy
who don't even know what psyche is as they are programmed sheep
laughable nonentities with no conceptual grasp of reasoning or logic

  
Baa, baa, white sheep,
have you any sense?
No sir, No sir, only three bags full of ****!
One for our divorced parents who made nothing of themselves,
And one for the ******* teachers who gave up on us,
One for the Semites who prosper while we drink, **** and rob
and lives down the lane in big mansions with the swimming pool

.
Satire about Donald Trump building a wall, has no bearing whatsoever to our civilised London with a Muslim Mayor and a big city full of pleasant, loving people where we don't have haters and envious jealous ******* who will attack and try to bully and destroy decent progressive people because losers become psychopaths.
Yenson Mar 2021
It never been known
for sounds not making waves
but waves that does not resonates
are but the strident bellicose echoes of shadows
looking for themselves on moonless nights
in staccato they rile in woo woo dins
splaying vacuous bile's in rhythms
carrying deaf tones of nonentities
dulled in insensate jabbering's
Yenson Dec 2021
Blowing in the w/c....
If for a second your opining's matters
there are but to yourselves
for do the skies gaze wistfully for shelter
when the sun heats up a storm
ubiquitous minds grazing in echo chambers
but to hear their resounding dins
for in emptiness volume is the usurpers finding homes
and log fires for burdened nonentities
in markets of the unknowns words are cheapest cargoes
raining prodigiously from raw fevered minds
there're trillions of stars in the universe of here and everywhere
but most are too dim to be noticed or viewed
orators talk words but who guarantees that words don't talk orators
here's chin-chin to the unhinged in the gutters of cheap speech
Yenson Apr 2022
The melodrama of carcasses
playing in the theatre of latter day spooks
our mendacious transparencies
at the mirage stage  of dunces à la carte
gnarling whimsical oratories
in white noises from mindless cavities
here's their play written by fools
full of sound and fury garnished by shame
signifying the boo-hoo politics
of dead brains and soulless cannon fodders
Vive la République of nonentities
the revolution of the premature ejaculators
and small penises dead in action
Yenson May 2020
From whence doth it cometh
only from the toxic sunken palisade
of forsaken ghouls in stained white sackcloth
they who **** ***** and blood in convicts cravens
pouring acrid incantations from their diseased entrails
beyond grace and redemption the wraiths burn in pitiful anguish

spawns from the wombs of belly creepers
raised in the decayed fangs of face bare serpentine liars
wounded cripples from days past and days now in damnation
seething hissing bellicose opaque nonentities in iced deflagration

From whence doth it cometh
pain and darkness steams from pain and darkness
the heartless sorrowfuls seeking company arid covens
the pitted wrinkles and gnarled condemned to the in-organics mires
the carcasses laments testimonies of love never known only captured
their history testifies capture ruin and destroy as they are already destroyed
Yenson Apr 2021
This one makes you different colours
green with envy and jealousy
pale in surprise and annoyance
red in debilitating internalised anger
white with seething frustration
ashen grey in compulsive defeats
pallor in miseries and emptiness
icy white in determined fervours
glassy opaque in confused bewilderments
cowardly yellow in your blanched soullessness carcases
and the myriads colour of nothing as is your occupied nonentities
all the while
this one remains as the rich sheen of regal mahogany
lustrous, shinny, beaming and radiant with light inner and outer
not prone to bloom and bust within thirty moons to shrivelled cases
as adorned human yaks find plumages recoil into lank silver moulting's, dull and unfetching like straggling matted threads
wretched crow feet, lines and wrinkles peels the witches to the open
and the sins of spawns hangs in crumpled parchment faces
yes, This one makes you different colours
as you plot and rage against the defined colour
of your Creator
Yenson Jun 2020
Pity the plights of the wreckers
lame descenders tied in ***** and chains
restless in the woes of mediocrity inherent
their's is to sweep up the crumbs after the gentiles
lost minds on bottom rungs bemoaning owned short strays
morose in envy and cloaked in inadequacies they squirm in miseries
so a-wrecking the gifted & blackening the shine is worthless pleasure
for the wounded feral dogs only sees enemies as they snarl in pain
to have less is to care less for what is there to matter much
give us the pick axes and the pitch-forks & off we go
we can but seek solace in causing damages
for we cannot have why should you
the age old mantras of the serfs
the blinding religion of the wrecking crews
ingested bitter doctrines of the below average
the vengeance of the pitiful nonentities in pains
we can't all have gold so gold mining is banned
hail the wreckers, hail the feral dogs with rabies
Yenson May 2020
Equation simple as chips
us against them
ganging up cowards
grapevines of lies and deceits to coral members
drama created to engulf innocent
call it cheap cowardice mobbing
writing dirges and fantasies
pretending sowing nonsensical seeds called doubts
made up projections from immature damaged personalities
the toxins of narcissists, neurotics and psychos
presented to show how crazy minds works
coerced members scared to not participate
too weak or intimidated
not wanting to be seen as as respecting the RESPECTABLE
afraid they will be labelled by gang as toadies
******* pretending power to control
individually they are all weak inadequate unremarkable cowards
no strength, no confidence, no intellect, mediocre lowlifes
union of ******* and the underachievers and the scums
no mystery to solve, cheap ganging up by morons
all members fearful cowards
with lots to hide, lots to be ashamed for
the battle of shame by the shamed nonentities
you all don't match up, how can simpletons wreck genuine confidence, can you walk on clouds, you not fit to lace my boots
much less make me feel small
you have helped me see and appreciate
how weak, easily led and unwise most people are
and how better than you moronic gangs I AM
I know now I am indeed better than you all
and you confirm that every time
Simple as.............
Yenson Apr 2019
In a magical town near Nonentities-ville
there lives some twisted sad subhumans
whose  drink comes from a fool's well
henceforth they lost all knowledge
and saw everything in opposites
or ignorantly or stupidly
to them bravery is cowardly
good is bad and bad good
beauty is ugly rightly so
I asked one of then
how do you see
yourselves, Sir
OH, we are wise
insightful, smart
always correct
and the truest
people in the
universe.
that's us
you see
woman!
But, kind Sir
I say, I'm a man
No, you are Not
he replied, madly!
Yenson Jul 2023
We can limp blinkered and deaf
and sell our glories
in momentum of hysterical unity
in pointless labour
we find refuge in house of cards
and in ignorant bliss
we kiss the *** of solidarity profane
in self defeating joy

We can see only as we want to see
the less we know
the more comfort of sleep walking
in magical hues
in fertile plains of arch nonentities
globulus minds
flow vituperate oceans of  red herrings
and we eat fish and fibs



https://www.tiktok.com/@behindthefakereality/video/7251268593046818075?isfromwebapp=1&senderdevice=pc&web_id=7252458398138107419
Yenson Dec 2023
Birthed by Strugglers into struggles
the slaves crys inherent tears
festoon in dark complexes as bangles
arrives the narcs with fears

Christened narcissisists in muddles
divide destroy is all they rear
sharing their pains are their battles
inner contentment never near

The lame minds celebrating troubles
crippled toxic and so so weak
manipulated manipulators in ruffles
our sad doyens of doublespeak

Haha the inglorious blowing bubbles
craving to share miseries bleak
own yer chains and spin in yer hovels
yer complexes leaves you pique

There they rage no substance no mettle
the unhinged at their lowly peak
nonentities crowing in dense cowardly fettle
infamous laments of pipsqueak
"Narcissists try to destroy your life with lies because theirs can be destroyed with the truth"
"Hypocrissits: A narcissist whose head is so far up their **** they can't hear the hypocrisy coming out of their mouth"
Yenson Aug 2019
Please wait, infinity is changing online identities again
or perhaps its used up all the trigger words for the shift
I could have helped with some for I am generous that way
though I must say it quite obvious that stupidity is alien to me
and our perpetrators have Ph.Ds in Asininity and a BA in delusions
remembers these are nonentities and semi-educated thugs vigilatees
are just the foot-soldiers of the Rent-a-Mob Racist socialist brigade...
the weak indoctrinated air-heads might have fainted with exertion
Yenson Aug 2021
You devote twenty four seven
craving my attention
you're hooked line and sinker
cause I'm worth it
but you all just have to accept
you are of no benefits
I do understand insignificance
crave attention
want it so they can feel a smidgen
of some sort of power
even if its counter-productive
or just an illusion
its the nature of the vain beast
to snarl and bare teeth
its the threatened cat arching
its furry back
its the gorilla beating its chest
letting out a howl
its the bantam cockerel puffing up
coloured feathers
its average Joe clutching ballot
papers at elections
its you and you playing imaginary
chess to hide your fears
you see I do understand your plights
see your pains and angsts
but you do not engage my attention
twenty four seven
you are first world indulgent prats
spoilt vacuous nonentities  
with more idle time than good senses
full of tantrums and fury
signifying nothing but your ignorance
and feeble spines
only when I'm bored and want some
laugh and to take the ****
do I take a peep to see what kidadults
are throwing out of the bathwater
ahh..sob sob, Look its Philips, he called
us lazy lowlife thieves
he told us to go and get jobs and earn
an honest living
but look he has everything we don't have
and he's black with a silver spoon
Ahh,,,big ignorant babies do stop crying
we'll  get Red Big Brother to
smack the hell out of Philips to teach him
a lesson he'll never forget
will that make you stop crying and stamping
your poor little feet....
Yenson Apr 2019
Knowledge is POWER
corrupted or distorted knowledge
is merely fodder for deluded nonentities
Do Rhinos feel the bites of ticks that birds pick of them
or a resting Lion bothered by flies that are dispensed by a tail flick
is an elephant anxious to see the pack of hyenas looking hungrily
when in full glory the elephant knows it's no contest here
the insane thinks the Psychiatrist is crazy
how can he not hear these voices so loud
or see that he is married to the Queen
a fish sees men crazy living on land
for to fish life is in water for ever
do you tell fools they're stupid
when they know not
what being
stupid is
about  
Go play with yourself if you have nothing better to do
at least you'll get a buzz if only for two second or three
wasted efforts and ignorance parading as sensibilities
is an affront to your dignities and a disgrace to your minds
Yenson Sep 2021
The drama of nonentities
vapid scripts from frustrated inmates
meaningless twaddles from infantile minds
concert in mirages rapping white noises in dullards echoes
the dud epic of eggs on faces with producers on stage vomiting trash
they are all stripped naked now exposed with petty things
and petty minds in sham inferior carriages
the drama by fools for bigger fools
owning its san stupidities

— The End —