"phenom" poems
This is me...
Seeking refuge
under a tree,
As the wind released
it's pensive sigh.
Leaves sapped dry
were then set free.
Shades of yellow
took to the air in an
attempt to fly.
This is me...
Peering through
jaundiced eyes.
Laying still
in a torrent of
ochre.
As leaves fall
from lowered skies,
Drenching
and
submerging
me in a sea of
scattered amber.
This is me...
Captivated by this
spectacular phenom.
Flavescent dance
governed by
wind and gravity.
This is the dream...
Too long held for ransom
By the relentless
grasp of reality.
This is me...
Awaiting such time to
arise and run.
In my heap,
my safe haven,
my fortress of yellow.
Till the inevitable set of
the orange sun
Only then...
myself to the moon
I would again
show.
Apr 14, 2015
Apr 14, 2015 at 9:22 AM UTC
Verse 1 (Honey *******
***** I'm Honey ******* bout to bring em some pain.
All my haters like a choir, they all singin my name.
Ain't got a heart for a broad that's the rule of the game.
Now you a fool if you aim.
Ill put a tool to ya brain.
I'm bout to get it and spend it.
If I said it, I meant it.
#FuckYoFeelings. Taste my weapon.
Act like a ***** Ill raise your blessings YOW
You are not familiar with me.
If you come makin a move, ***** yo visitor me
Verse 2 (Tyga):
Its that drop top phenom chop.
All gold rolly top.
**** yo fans, **** a cop.
All my ******* Betty bop.
Betty boop, ******* out.
Gangsta **** punch you in yo mouth.
***** I don't know what you talkin bout.
Flossin now you need dentist now Augh AUGH
**** around and Rodney King the beat.
Bout that war like Vietnamese.
Feelin froggy ***** leap.
I'm that ***** you obsolete.
I'm in that game you know P-T
R-E-C My Swa A-G. Only way you copying me ***** Augh
Verse 3 (Honey *******
Asian ***** on another degree.
Give me some space, move out my place, ***** I'm just tryna breath.
Now if you, see me around your way don't holler at me.
I just can't waste all my time cuz I be eatin these beats.
Listen you rats here just a captain me.
You ain't me homie you just act like me.
Well you should watch yo actions please.
Cuz there might be some casualties Augh augh
They about to witness it. Last Kings but I'm still on my Queen **** SCHWAG
Verse 4 (Tyga):
Aim aim at yo membrane just for sayin
I'm insane and your girl give me neck, Hang man.
I ain't playin, I never did lie.
Lay around and open yo thighs
****** gon pop like fish gonna fry
Nggas talkin greasy like the sh*t got slide WOW
High 5. Clap yo face. Change yo disguise, I work hard for the money. Money don't ever come in yo life.
A ******* right. When you lie, everybody wanna be just like.
Middle finger to the middle of yo eyes.
Young young Ty T-Raw need a Heisman Aaaahh
Nov 22, 2013
Nov 22, 2013 at 12:06 PM UTC
Tiger Wood's wins the Masters today
Another green jacket comes his way
Finally, his image stands large at the doorway
For it's been a knock and a hiatus of his cache
As the years after 2008 suffered from his play
No major championships one can say
Only gossip headlines, mugshots, and injuries in gray
Where once a phenom in his twenties on display
Such greatness and legend his star headway
His mid-thirties saw some of his luster fall in dismay
With mostly self-injury to his ego in disarray
It was hard watching a once proud man's fall and decay
Especially one that held his world at bay
With his swagger, swoosh, and shine turning to clay
And like a good drama of accents and descents convey
With the wait and weight on his shoulders belay
He turned the storybook pages of dismay today
The pressure of his swing, swing, and putt on display
And how he uncorked his demons is a pure bouquet
After 43 years of his years, he took the fairway
Running, running, today after his prey
It was great seeing his game not get away
Logan Robertson
4/14/2019
Apr 15, 2019
Apr 15, 2019 at 12:13 AM UTC
LET'S RAISE A TOAST
TO THE HERO OF ZEROS.
THE NOMINAL PHENOM.
THE LEGENDARY LOSER!
LAY WREATHS AT THE FEET
OF THE SLACKER KING,
AND ASK FOR NOTHING,
WHICH IS ALL HE CAN GIVE YOU.
NO SONG OR DANCE
OR MINIMAL EFFORT.
JUST AND ONLY
ABJECT FAILURE,
TO SPREAD LIKE BUTTER
OVER AN ARMY OF SLEEPWALKERS,
WHO TRUDGE THROUGH THE NIGHT
TO GET NOTHING DONE.
SAY A WORD FOR THE MAN
WITH TOO MUCH TIME ON HIS HANDS.
WHO ISN'T WORKING ON ANYTHING
SO THAT WE CAN HAVE EVERYTHING.
Jul 14, 2014
Jul 14, 2014 at 2:03 PM UTC
I look in the mirror and I see it in my eyes,
I start to feel it in my heart,
It's all things that can make a man cry,
It is distance that we part
I didnt think it would take much for you to realize,
To read between the lines,
To look deeper inside,
Take the time,
For us to confide
It's love I wish to share,
It's something fragile I need to give,
So please listen, take a chair,
My life...with you, I want to live
One second,one minute,one moment,
I want you to give me,
To show you what Im worth,
To get you to believe
Cupid has lended me a curse,
Of falling in love with the first I see
Im sickened by you, I need a love nurse,
I really think I do, I do
They say that some phenom makes your heart skip a beat,
And I know its because of you
The thought of love, passion, or desire,
I think of it as love's heart burn,
Because my heart finds you hot like fire,
For the love teacher, I have already learned
Now I want to quit wasting time and acually experiance it,
They say choose where your heart takes you,
So I try things a bit,
because your heart is known to seek truth,
And I followed my hearts footsteps
It lead me to where I met you...
Jun 24, 2011
Jun 24, 2011 at 1:30 PM UTC
A phenom pursue movement
by midnight if entrained encampment
flush by her heels while quatrain will absorb
when she only a heaping there in life with
hers round circumference as deeply met
for a week if her sorcery became a tempest rife
in horsepower with such antigen that an earthquake
with even more liquefaction than mere mention
on cruises her regression must also play into her automobile
and forebode her ritual in speeding in class action.
Jan 26, 2017
Jan 26, 2017 at 7:10 AM UTC
Separation Anxiety.
To court this phenom, we must first observe
Its grandiose stature, to which we will unnerve
For as permanent as the night sky may be,
Only its constellated decorations do we see.
And each single time we interrupt the night,
We initiate stellar parallax, and to our sight,
We see the shift of our feeling strangle
And find the cords of our heart untangle
To twists and and turns in heaven’s shrine
And a comet shall fall in my hands
Its all mine.
Feb 19, 2015
Feb 19, 2015 at 1:56 AM UTC
She's got an air about her.
Makes butterflies flutter.
She makes my heart stutter,
The world's her oyster.
Always, I'm with her
Rooting, in her corner.
I feel for her, forever.
Even if..
Never again, I'd see her.
Her presence, her might.
Subtle beauty, not withdrawn.
Majestic mind, this benevolent body,
Many a day, she is my Dawn.
An adventure..
Like magic.
Exciting, enticing.
A phenom, a danger.
Many a goal, may she achieve.
Incomparable, may she be.
She's always like magic, to me.
Sep 13, 2019
Sep 13, 2019 at 6:29 PM UTC
I am the unbelievable phenom
That is the shoulder to cry on
And crutch to lean on
I am still standing here
When everything seems gone
I am the pillar of light
In this round room of darkness
I am the soulful passion
When everyone is heartless
When you have no wings
And can fly no more
I will lift you onto mine
And together we can soar
With the world on my shoulders
I must not fail
I am the strength
To those fragile and frail
But I am not a god
So do not pray to me
I am only a man
Who has a places to be
Things to say
And faces to see
In this world there are strong
And there are weak
If you are weary
It's my name you seek
So come brothers
And come sisters
Come Mrs.
And come misters
I am one of this life's
Few great listeners
So speak to me
And I shall speak back
I will be your shield
When yours is in lack
Jun 13, 2010
Jun 13, 2010 at 7:03 PM UTC
I look in the mirror and I see it in my eyes,
I start to feel it in my heart,
It's all things that can make a man cry,
It is distance that we part
I didnt think it would take much for you to realize,
To read between the lines,
To look deeper inside,
Take the time,
For us to confide
It's love I wish to share,
It's something fragile I need to give,
So please listen, take a chair,
My life...with you, I want to live
One second,one minute,one moment,
I want you to give me,
To show you what Im worth,
To get you to believe
Cupid has lended me a curse,
Of falling in love with the first I see
Im sickened by you, I need a love nurse,
I really think I do, I do
They say that some phenom makes your heart skip a beat,
And I know its because of you
The thought of love, passion, or desire,
I think of it as love's heart burn,
Because my heart finds you hot like fire,
For the love teacher, I have already learned
Now I want to quit wasting time and acually experiance it,
They say choose where your heart takes you,
So I try things a bit,
because your heart is known to seek truth,
And I followed my hearts footsteps
It lead me to where I met you...
.
Nov 4, 2011
Nov 4, 2011 at 10:12 PM UTC
She use to be strong enough to cover me
When the devil peeked a view
In the summer
Now she a walker numb to her pain
Like a wife who plays dumb to drunk dialing and lols
Knowing none of those calls or text went to her cell
Shes on fire from his smoke
Blowing out ignorance her intake
deliverance from hades that
Plagues her from the Amazon to the Euphrates
But he rather talk Zion being a potential phenom
Instead of air quality becoming a dichotomy between lobbyists and kids playing without a health risk
He tears what holds your beauty together
Every article tossed aside
Headline reads destruction
But he rewords and calls it “needed construction”
When improvements are made its only in his favor while you keep him safe like a good neighbor
You are losing your cool, temperament
Rising but it isn’t surprising the sentiment
He provides resides undisclosed
Since your only valuable without clothes
So your mouth stays closed
No man is different from China, USA, and Iran
Your health can melt over there wealth or at least thats how they all portrayed
Since your the only one for him but he acts like he can draft another Trae
So you just let him be young and
dumb but the path ahead won’t leave either numb
Nov 7, 2019
Nov 7, 2019 at 9:03 AM UTC
Beauty is of the colors in the garden of fruit, You are beautiful from the texture to the bottom of your roots, Oh so beautiful I lust for your flavor, Beauty is of the twinkle in your eyes that remind me of the stars, I see you shine in the night from the light on my walls, Oh how I wish upon you, Beauty is of the soul I see inside you, If it's too late can I just get time too call you beautiful..
Jan 23, 2015
Jan 23, 2015 at 8:00 PM UTC
such a voice....
quieted, but never stilled
the world has.... one less
phenom.....
one less laureate....
we as poet's .....have lost a mother
a keen eyed woman....that could speak to souls...
....make the caged... fly
her voice soft, or strident
knew my heart....led me forth...
gave me countless fresh starts....
is now at rest... but echoing
still... and forever.....
and the bird still sings.....
a beautiful song..
god bless ...maya....god bless
May 28, 2014
May 28, 2014 at 5:38 PM UTC
Yo im off the dome
Like JFK snipped by the CIA
Serenade the streets with AKs
Day by day i prey the prey
Im the predator
I keep my styles mixed up
Like a news editor
So **** a critic and a creditor
The source can **** my ****
Til the nuts shown
From the microphone
I hold ya know the storys being told
The true about me replica of the old hip hop
This ******** got to stop
Nigguhs rhymin' no meanin'
Everyday im.schemin' load the triple beams and
Aim it at the radio station this is **** nation
No hesitation
Give up the endz and the ******* with the flawless skin
And big ***** smoke L's til the filter ashes
Im rougher than babies rashes
I leave a **** bigger than car crash
The means my rhymes is collision
Ya need a new vision im your envision
Ya wish you could be next to me
Or that BiG
Rap phenom droppin bars like a bombs
Come get it if you want some??
Only to my carnage the merciless
Holocaust
Got my enemies prayin' more than a Holy Mosque
Your fadin' and hatin' only creatin'
A bigger ground for my stage persona
Tote Marijuana got a stash of cash in Tijuana
MEXICO and if you come close to the cheese
Im.gonna
Burn you nigguhs hotter than a sauna
The black iguana
Camouflage with my fatigue up my stakes
Now im the major leagues
Hittin' this fools harder than Joe Louis
Who could do this??
Hits better than we
Bow ya heads and send a prayer for thee
Pray that i dont catch you slippin'
Put a mute to a lippin'
Ill empty more LA clips than Blake Griffin'
Feb 9, 2017
Feb 9, 2017 at 5:36 AM UTC
the length of the write....
varies with the vagaries
of the topic and type.
the time taken,
is often time....
forsaken,
forgotten,
forgiven.
a pause,
a rest.
stolen,
from a busy life.
the inspiration,
the notion,
the intonation.
sometimes,
a slow burn....
sometimes
a conflaguration
for me,
there is no formula.
no ritua.
just a pen
and a scrap of paper.
for me,
it is a brain,
just letting go,
giving up....
word flow
flotsam and jetsam
driftin along,
caught in the framework
of creative phenom....
and given to me,
as i wander along.
thats why
punctuation,
does not figure.
just workin,
the beauty of
the words.
stitchin rhymes with
non, appros, de rigueur.
making words dance
on sprained syllable ligaments.
tied up with thoughtful
ligatures.
spread with inspirational
linaments.
not needing,
the lime light.
but wanting some
bright candle work,
for to illuminate,
the process of the precepts,
to the multitudinal few...
who see through...
the intricate footwork,
to the stumbling
fatigue underneath....
sometimes long
and wordy,
sometimes succinct
and brief
but always, always,
with purpose...
sometimes mine
but often left
up to you...
the reader.
thats how i do.....
Oct 4, 2014
Oct 4, 2014 at 5:04 AM UTC
Sip on joy the purest drink
Move to make
Thought to think
They can feel us from afar
Avenues and boulevards
White collar cannibal
Whatcha gonna do
Everyone's a tendon
So who you gonna chew
I will not equivocate
If that's so let's celebrate
Shamefully shame's claim on me
Led my life with infamy
But I don't call it
I don't solve it
I dissolve it
Famously
I've been so politely at the bottom
Pull it tight boot strap
Strap it on and top 'em
I've been so politely at the bottom
Pull it tight boot strap
Strap it on and top 'em
In the past
I was patient
Now I'm so tired
Fa fa fa feverish few I will not drop it
Power cowards never stop it
I have nurtured
You corrupted
I am erupting
Don't interrupt it
Careful I'm an animal
Trap trap trap
First of the secondary class class class
You know I don't trust you what's the catch catch catch
Don't you ******* touch me I will *gnash gnash ****
'Cause I am an old phenomenon
And I am an old phenomenon
Show them we believe
See the unforeseen
Sharpen canine teeth
Get those ringside seats
When the scorched of the earth
Come back by sea
Sip on joy the purest drink
Move to make
Thought to think
They can feel us from afar
Avenues and boulevards
I've been so politely at the bottom
Pull it tight boot strap
Strap it on and top 'em
I've been so politely at the bottom (in the past)
Pull it tight boot strap (I was peaceful)
Strap it on and top 'em
I've been so politely at the
I've been so politely at the (I'm a creature)
I've been so politely at the *(I'm a feature)
I've been so politely at the (and I am on fire)
But I am an old phenomenon
But I am an old phenomenon
But I am an old phenomenon
But I am an old phenomenon
Aug 2, 2025
Aug 2, 2025 at 2:50 AM UTC
Her heartstrings are breaking chords
Her tears are like pepper flakes
Her hands are just the right size, holding up the neck of her favorite art
Aug 23, 2015
Aug 23, 2015 at 9:17 PM UTC
A soul a light with desire and vibrance
The wings of a glorious soul asoar
Can be seen from space
A spectral phenom
Pure beauty manifest.
Feb 19, 2017
Feb 19, 2017 at 5:18 AM UTC
Fourteen days after impact
I reached into my pocket and found a phenomenon
on a crumbled up piece of photo paper
him and I stared back up at me
and suddenly I stood alone on the crumbled memory
next to a stranger with a face I've never seen before
Barely wallpaper, a face in a crowd
A passerby on a street that never settles to a simmer
Fourteen days after impact I threw away a crumbled piece of photo paper
That might as well have been a candy wrapper
A phenomenon called
out of sight, out of mind, out of hearts, out of photos
May 8, 2018
May 8, 2018 at 9:37 AM UTC
Would you excuse me . ? I would stay for desert but my world is in chaos
A Phoenix rising from the ashes , phenom
Sleepless with eyes open I can dream on
Maybe a stream I can lay under a tree on
So I can chill like freon on a field like dion
Just chill for a second so I can be empty
And the waters could slightly wet the grasses to splash me on my tired soles
Drooling is fine as long as no-one knows
Just ask your pillow he's been cool about it for some time now and always been there for you to lie down even caught some tears in all the years now that-sounds like a friend to me if we wasn't
kin at least intimate amigos and nothing short of it
Jan 1, 2018
Jan 1, 2018 at 6:00 PM UTC
volcanoes in la palma - the hands of the deities
... The Disturbance Storm Time Index sounds like a great song name.. but kinda scary for a world phenom.
what if pathetic fallacy was the quantum effect of emotions on a collective consciousness?
Dec 1, 2021
Dec 1, 2021 at 1:17 AM UTC