"outter" poems
Beautiful
It's what everyone longs to be,
But how come it seems that no one can see
That outter is cool,
But nothing can compare to what's inside of you.
No one can compare
Nor describe
Repair,
Or deny
That of the beauty inside.
Yet, we fake and we lie.
So stuck on building our pride
We forget how we look on the inside
Well, let me remind you
Beautiful
Stop worrying so much about what clothes you look
****
Fat
Skinny
And Skimpy in
When you could naturally feel the same just being in you own skin
Dec 10, 2014
Dec 10, 2014 at 4:41 AM UTC
I'm high as a ******* kite
I know this **** isn't right
Staying up all **** night
But I didn't put up a fight
Since the feeling is hella tight
..... Hella tight
.... Yeah hella tight
Another day
Feeling the same way
I know , I know what can I say
Come out, come out to play
This feeling isn't going away
.... Just go away
.... Go away
I feel like I can fly
Way up high
Through the clouds in the sky
It's a trip I can't deny
It's a feeling you need to try...
... You must try...
.... Just try
I'm slowing down quite a bit
Not long before the ground I hit
Stupidly there I just sit
I really need to just quit
But Id miss the feeling I get...
**** the feeling I get...
....what a feeling I get
Lost in its distraction
Like a bug lights purple glowing hyponotic attraction
Causing a massive chain reaction
A sickening fascination
A feeling of amazing satisfaction..
******* addicting satisfaction...
...craving the satisfaction..
A feeling quite rare
Do I dare
Or do I even really care
A feeling that tingles everywhere
..this feeling I should share
....should share...
...but can't share
What a crazy place
Limitless like outter space
Intense & in your face
A feeling you embrace
Like winning a race
A feeling you can never replace...
...never replace..
...unable to replace..
It's mighty slick
Addicted you quick
Playing a nasty trick
Laying on the feeling thick
...it stuck fast like a glue stick...
...that's right a glue stick..
....a glue stick..
High as a kite
I told you it wasn't right
Up all night
...I gave into the fight
The feeling is just hella tight..
..so hella tight...
...yeah, hella tight...
Nov 4, 2014
Nov 4, 2014 at 10:47 PM UTC
Jealousy
A silent rage that flows within me
It stings and burns on the inside
But the outter is not affected.
Jealousy
Is an act of self destruction
Wanting to give up what you
once desired, loved, and cared for
To have something you don't
Actually know you want.
I close my eyes and imagine
Without Jealousy
Without Envy
Wouldn't life be easier?
To just be happy with what I've got.
Feb 25, 2011
Feb 25, 2011 at 5:06 PM UTC
I hide my face from the world I know.
I wear a mask, a mask to hide.
A mask to hide who I really am.
The mask that hides the face .
The face of a depressed man all alone.
My mask keeps all my insecurities hidden.
Behind my mask I am everyones friend.
By masking my emotions no one gets hurt.
If I were to not wear my mask.
Would people accept me, for me.
Lonely and meak
Or would they only feel sorry for me.
If only I had the courage to take off my mask.
Show everyone who I am.
My mask keeps things at peace.
Keeps the inner me.
From ruining the outter me
If I was to take off this mask who would I be.
Would you know me. Would you like to get to know me.
Let me take off my mask.
We shall see.
Oct 23, 2015
Oct 23, 2015 at 3:43 PM UTC
last night I nearly lived,
in dream so make believe,
such a turn of sunshine
and hope was always true,
could cast away my sorrow,
beyond the dream horizons,
i saw painted, dim lit boats,
shrinking blue into oceans,
skipping in longest tides,
only wings can take me
there, to the outter shores,
beyond the dream horizons,
i cannot fly, I then thought,
as the lone seabird sails,
as such an angelic thing,
but see the sky is an arc,
any wing can show you,
just lend an limb or eye,
across the sun waves,
are new lands to make,
before any moon rises,
the sky is clearly woven,
skerries and the frosted
banks are steeply melting,
a lone grey gull cries over,
seabird in soul ceremony,
solemn with climbing sun,
i cannot fly, I then thought,
as the lone seabird sails,
as such an angelic thing,
merely I am human now,
awake from dream horizons,
dead alive without wings.
Mar 22, 2016
Mar 22, 2016 at 3:46 AM UTC
Drinking allnight just to get right.
She claims she never but it sure dont seem tight.
Im half off the wagon but I just went for the ride
Passed out at the keyboard found out a friend called hello died.
Went to the funeral what did I see.
A ****** new place it did appear to me.
One for the road okay i took the case.
Hopped in the coffin.
felt like i just came back from outter space.
If your camper's rockin.
Better hope your husban dont come a knockin.
cause bulletes leave ya sore.
So just hide in the floor.
Cause if your dead it's pretty tuff to get some more.
I like beer and poetry what else did ya think i'd say.
like a kid throwin rocks at a hornet's nest
nest with danger i will always play.
Im guessing my wife must be outta school.
Honey you can ride the bus for free.
No need to blow the teacher and being he's the janitor it's not really cool.
I like beer and pushing the envelope what can i say.
just cause you like to snuggle on fishing trips
people call ya gay.
I write like a demon sometimes i even think.
When did God invent *******
Come on lets mix a drink.
Cartoons are great ever watch fritz the cat?
got busted last week trying to spend some alone time.
guees it's not cool to **** off in a laundrymat.
Wow im so impressed okay maybe not.
Love the new site.
Wonder if the new designer on his meds
are really doesnt care to think alot.
Wonder if my new will stay.
I love beer and poetry
What else did you ***** little hamsters really think i'd say?
Mar 4, 2011
Mar 4, 2011 at 8:25 AM UTC
As the rain pours into day
Driving on drench roads
I am alone
Inside this mechanical vehicle
Feelings of warmth and comfort
Away from the impurities
Sheilding the outter atmosphere
As the music soothes me to another time
While the passionate lyrics
Uplift my spirit
A completed stop
I commence to breath air
On Earth's surrounding enviroment
People looking like humanoids
With grimance faces
As I stood like a pawn on a chess board
Being checkmate from the unknown
This terrain
Which is not mine to walk
but to stroll in a proud manner
As I feel no calmity
Peeling my soul
While my skin is frail
To their discomforted
As the sun settles upon the cloudy skies
The raging foes are normal
As I seek to dry land
A touch of wet grass
Endures my feet to a conviction of glory
Nov 20, 2009
Nov 20, 2009 at 10:11 PM UTC
i
sacchariferous exhale's, I shalt insufflate into her bronchi
An Ode of enchantment, a beacon of escarpment, Filipino oblige;
We shalt junket all the way to France, the way politician's do
Concord, oh amour', at the end of the day Cogitation's, sky blue.
ii
The artist's shalt adumbrate ourn outter appearance's, as ghost's
They shalt brush us onto an primeval canvas, Enlargement ****
Phosphorescent simper she giveth, as I grace her foreign perfume
Thither the acropolis, to mine land of Greece, Corinth, in all tune.
iii
The people their do greeteth her, they layeth out the red carpet
White wall's of these spítia, nacre full of plenty, open market's;
The children here art collaborated in epoch, decorative style's,
As mine queen shalt seeith, they weareth golden leaves, wild......
©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©Earl Jane dedication/ pag-ibig magpakailanman.....
Aug 9, 2015
Aug 9, 2015 at 10:26 PM UTC
Where is my laddie? As reason,
Time, unreasonable, runs amok,
Precious, stone frost on the rose,
And sun travels yoked with moon,
Somes, climbing into skies broke
With light and smoke and hopes,
Dashed on earthly tides quaking,
My heat waits to be aired, beaten,
My soul, thirsts for carnate touch,
In of outter reaches of openesses
My breath suffocates in rainy sun,
All this life to know is but waiting,
The flowering of my flower wanes.
Sep 21, 2015
Sep 21, 2015 at 12:00 PM UTC
I am running... into a tunnel that seems to be nothing but a galaxy of voices
Echo the stars into its shooting state, for I chose to ignore their choices
Comets have left their trace, But like an icy breath, their existence goes extinct
Cover my ears! For their twinkling whispers of constellations will never predict
The future laid aside for this black hole Dreamer. For I have disposed the old axis
The dwarfs of my outter life I have chosen to betray, I need a morphallaxis
Soften my core with an after glow ripple of silence, and open up wisdom through the coronal holes
Cover My Ears! I only listen to the language of the Solar winds. It understands my soul
My planet has enough craters... No more damage shall be done. I am the mistress of dark matter
My past and memories have been dipped in the light of a lunar eclipse, it's blood scatters
Only within a Large field of view can I recognize it's purpose. Not through men's atmosphere
Cover My Ears! I must deal with these super clusters of instincts alone. Now and Here
The Super Novas have no sensitivity to the relationship of Outer Space and Precious moments
Gravity is quick to make me stumble...So now I beg the Novas to no longer see me as an opponent
My life has been spilt into two hemispheres. Meteors shower down, destroying every Neutron Star
Cover My Ears! For only my eyes will notice the Satellite from afar
Where is my home? The milky way? The singularity of my black hole had ****** me in
Please someone! Anyone! Flare me away at the speed of light! No longer do I wish to be a captive of sin
Once blinded by the Oort cloud, But praise the Nebula's, I am now a T-Tauri of a young force and desire
Cover My Ears! Oh Zeinth! So I may focus on your celestial point of view. Your rays are my purifier.
Cover My Ears...
Jan 31, 2018
Jan 31, 2018 at 8:15 AM UTC
A negligible volume and infinite energy
A limitless interval of knowledge and intimacy
Wisdom surpassing reason binding the creation
Imprinted information in our core's explanation
I am eternal, i will never die
Death is conquered, though you will putrefy
Because
You knew too much, still you chose crime
But
I come from the outter margin, beyond space and time
Words Of Harfouchism
Apr 22, 2017
Apr 22, 2017 at 3:28 PM UTC
As I look into your eyes I see a story unfolding before me.
I see the regret, pain, and the decomposing of faith burrowed in you.
But that is only the outter layer.
You have not realized your true place in life.
I see that You are truly amazin and are indfinitely strong.
You motivate me to be strong and to keep my faith as well.
And I can see myself with you for an eternity.
I would cherish every waking moment with you
and dream every second of you.
Be there for you through the pains and aches
And be there til your last birthday cake.
I want to see every chapter of your novel unfold
because I want to be in every one of your stories.
I'm willing to take the good, the bad, and the ugly for and with you.
I promise not to hurt you or desert you
and even if our heads collide ill still stand by your side.
All I ask is that your honest, and loyal as I will do the same.
Just know the way I feel about you has no set date or time frame. <3
{RP}
May 6, 2014
May 6, 2014 at 4:12 AM UTC
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In stormy sea's, And in the breeze, Wherein caliginosity doth hide
Behold mine morning glory, for thou art part of mine loin's;
Whence death I hath came from, in the charnel house I laid
I was shackled in all debacle, lost, seeking, lonesome, in mine age.
ii
Thou hath disenthralled me, and hath taken me to thine hip's
Thine craft was shiny, seraphic blinding, I floated onto thy ship;
Hovered I didst, as if a nasa takeoff to thy outter layered space
Thou hath sweetened me, with Asian tea, and put honey to taste.
iii
Albeit I was just a campesino, with nothing to giveth mine dove
She soared me. Explored me, ourn kisses brought tear's of love;
Avouched me she hath done, she took mine side against the crowd, she hushes me with all compassion, her tiera Asiatic loud.
©Brandon nagley
©Lonesome poet's poetry
©あある じぇえん
Aug 7, 2015
Aug 7, 2015 at 9:29 PM UTC
Opportunities arise,
Anxiety is suppressed.
"Just breathe" you say
as you walk done the street.
Hoping you arent as transparent
as a blank white sheet.
A sheet used to cover a kid wanting to seem invisible on Halloween.
You walk in.
The office eyes bore holes in you
as the whispers "new girl"
You gather yourself qnd mumble
"Dont"
As if to talk to your inner self telling it to stop feeling panic
As if to prove that your able to hold yourself together when opportunities arise.
"Dont!" You shout to that inner being
"Dont!" You yell at the top of you imaginary lungs
As you break down inside you seem to hold your outter being together you sit down.
Your now in your office and yet another day of work and panic.
Jul 31, 2015
Jul 31, 2015 at 4:20 PM UTC
Alone........
In a room full of people
what is wrong with me?
it is as if I can see
past the outter things in life
and look too closely to the inside
and see things I shouldn't see.....lonliness.
uncovering more than maybe I should,
But I see it....
feel it..
as it surrounds me.
the smiles....
are they real?
do they come from an honest sense of happiness?
or is it just something that they have learned to do? God, I just don't understand it.
am I the only one
who ever felt this before?
the wallpaper even makes me sad...
like flowers frozen in time,
stuck to a wall
meaningless..
vacant...
and so lonely.
how can I feel this sad?
no one seems to notice,
I can feel it's frosty fingers
around my heart
and I am powerless
to it's sorrowful presence.
a clock....
ticking loudly in the corner...
depressing me with each tick..
as if to let me know that time is slipping away
and theres not one **** thing I can do to stop it..
if the world should end
right here...
right now...
I would die in this miserable state.
the tears....
inside of me
that I allow no one to see,
to touch,
to comfort,
are slowly driving me insane.
I wear a mask ...
to protect myself from people,
well meaning people,
who try for unknown reasons
to help some poor soul,
like me.
I don't need their attention..
so I smile...
I am almost sure
I have perfected
the fine art
of fake smiling.
no one knows.....
no one sees.....
no one cares.
as I sit here all alone...
in a room full of people.
Feb 27, 2012
Feb 27, 2012 at 11:50 PM UTC
The Garden
Paradise is lost
The sun is fallen
Truth is known
Yet its way is obscured
Bitter harvests now replace
Immaculate conception
And tears flow, from eyes
That willed to see
There is no victory in the outter realms
No reward in desolation
Oh to return from whence we have fallen
To taste of fruit unforbidden
The garden has grown barren
And its hedgerow high
Who can restore its splendor
Who is worthy
I know none…..
Mar 4, 2010
Mar 4, 2010 at 12:20 PM UTC
Gay time parade's wherewith the colors fly high,
Masks of all columbine where artist's passeth by!!!
Temptious women wherewith two world's become one,
As shadow's read the mountains of guru's and lost son's!!!
Timeweeping keepers of pocket\switch blade's,
Wherein haircut's are riddles, as lips turn to fade!!!
Scientific genious of law's gone thwarted,
Olympian of krip-tonight,
Oh calamitous runt!!!
Enter not ,
Sais the hourglass auspices ventriloquist!!!!
All Hater's pique despite peanut buttered pies!!!
Societal havoc of sweated Baguette's,
Wherewith sweater's touch winter letter's,
Of lost cigarettes!!!
White lies are highly mounted to protect ourn outter shells,
Where hellion can possess thy inner best of masculinities feminine selves!!!!
White-out conditions,
Schemers to invention,
Taketh what thou hath.......
And leave the scroll set scene!!!!
May 26, 2015
May 26, 2015 at 6:02 PM UTC
Instead of looking at me I see you stare down at my lips and my chest, those are not my eyes so give the perverting a rest.
xx(no perverts)xx
Instead of speaking with me to try to find the inner beauty within my mind, you jus look at me up down while licking ur lips and winking an eye.
***
it seems to me the only thing the hasmster is spinning for you is ***
I'm not the type to give it up easy or to everyone so move on to the next.
I don't approve of you touching me without my approval you fuxking creep..I don't even know you, so how are you telling me the feelings you have are deep?
My outter appearance doesn't judge my attitude or personality, words would have to be exchanged to recognize the reality.
Just next time you see me come correct, all I'm asking for is respect >x<
Mar 16, 2015
Mar 16, 2015 at 11:58 PM UTC
while shadow boxing
sometimes
i kept on
moving dancing and
a prancing
just bouncing
off the ropes
in my imagination and
suddenly i caught
my opponent shadow off guard
standing flat footed
so i use
the sweet science of boxing
with some
stiff jabs plus
some body shots
back up to the head
then the overhand right
that knocked
my shadow out cold
yesh ten feet off the ground
towards outter space
well
i just kept on dancing
sticking and moving
popping the jabs with my gloves
weaving in and out
quick-lightning hand speed
toe-to-toe
man-to-man
the sweet science
inside the boxing ring
Aug 7, 2014
Aug 7, 2014 at 1:56 AM UTC
As nigh falls.
So did she in my arms...
storm is calm so only light rain falls upon the window,
deep breaths , clenchin pillows.
long strokes,
bed rocks,
silk sheets, its warm between her thighs, im in deep.
Sheep sleep but they stay countin my thrusts, never bust,
only creeks from the bed as she sweats ,each drop is another breath that she moans.
Run my hand down her thighs, feel the warmth up inside
lookin deep im in her eyes, the only light is the shadow cast on her smile.
But shes bitting her lips,
shes rubbing her breast, i kiss on her neck, now shes a waterfall ****** , saying baby dont quit.
i cover her mouth let her **** on my fingers, squeezin my hamd on her hips, just tp get in deeper,
i tell her...
i wanna be breathless, i want your legs on my neck, wear it like a neckless,
so im reckless, pickin her up surprising her, as she gasps!
i open her legs , give a kiss just to make her laugh, i know it tickless, but i want you to feel an equil sensation for what to come is no pickle.
But toungue sickle,
have you black out of the intensity, legs quakin,
has the whole room shakin, feel the loss of gravity.
weightless the feeling is paperless on clouds but in reality with me and havin me faced in.
tastin every inch,
outter an inner, say God!
Baby jesus not gunna help us sinners,
EMMANUEL JV HERNANDEZ
AKA LINGUIST MUSICIAN
#MIGHTWRITEMORE
#NEEDS #EDITING
May 8, 2016
May 8, 2016 at 12:41 AM UTC
In this world of rage and distraction
What are your thoughts your inner reactions
When you see people living in the streets
And trash at your feet
Do you show your emotions
Across an expansion of oceans
Or keep them bottled up inside
Safely in your soul to hide
Why keep hidden from world's view
When you could make a difference yes just you
Makes someone's day give them a smile
You could make people happy for even a little while
One small thing could start a chain reaction
In this world filled with rage and distraction
So make your inner thoughts outter
Become a shouter
Express your emotions
To the size of oceans
And maybe just maybe
We can keep the world from going crazy
May 6, 2014
May 6, 2014 at 10:24 AM UTC
Outter wear, of gray,
everywhere for everyday,
ram clouds uniform.
Aug 21, 2013
Aug 21, 2013 at 9:21 PM UTC
We knew nothing of war, we were
Brought up in peace.
Those days were a different
Colour than these.
We played in the fields,
Built houses in trees.
Few children on Earth were as
Lucky as me.
So distant, the light of
Yesterday's skies.
But I remember Paradise.
The smell of her neck, her
Hair in my face.
We'd lie there and stare into
Outter space.
We'd hide from the world, but
The world knows her heart.
She found us together and
Ripped us apart.
So distant, the home that I found
In her eyes.
But I remember Paradise.
I love to look back, but I need
Not to pine.
Yesterday's carved in the
Backbone of time.
Pearls on the seaside,
Reflecting the past.
More solid than gold are the
Memories that last.
Smoke might rise from tomorrow's skies.
But yesterdays hide not a single surprise.
Time is a hawk, and despite how she flies.
I'll always remember Paradise.
Sep 6, 2015
Sep 6, 2015 at 7:57 AM UTC
you have family they love you dearly
but the pain they cause cuts you severly
they don't cee or understand the pain caused by one man
the mistakes you made along the way of your masterplan
now your trying to do better but betters not the best
you sold your inner and your outter celf so whats left
that life can be changed its all up to your determination
even if you stand alone atleast your body has restoration
do it for you so others can cee its more than talk
at first their support is low but they'll cee what your pain has cost
they'll cee the far way you've come
at the end of the day youll be loved by someone
Mar 4, 2014
Mar 4, 2014 at 1:27 PM UTC