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#21 Red Opus

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Posted 08 October 2015 - 10:04 PM

Word Playground

 

AM, I the early morning linguistic terrorist

Poetry in derelict, mired in sedatives

AM, I double U E quells MC boxes

I move at the speed of light

any human below me is toxic

D'synthesis of vitamins, stay out of sight

Or be blacked out with the melanin

Or sickly on the outer layers

It would be X-Rated, I can C your skeleton

Right down to the marrow, this is no concept

Smoke a joint, and connect

That line was deeper than a mine state

I never pray to god I Pray to Godd-E

Double S, e-s aphrodite

Words Flip like G Y him

The pen writes genius and leaks poetry

Born with it? In my Jeans, or sow it seemed


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Posted 09 October 2015 - 07:40 PM

What a time to be alive

 

 

     In a dark room, illuminated only by the faint light of an old lamp stands a very peculiar man. This man had what some would call, quite bad luck. This man had a total of 18 surgeries done to his body, none of these however were cosmetic nor anything he wished upon himself. What caused this many surgeries is a string of injuries which included 2 broken jaws, a fractured tibia, a broken orbital bone, Liver and Kidney failure, a multitude of slipped disks, a punctured lung and a brain tumor. Weather it could be called a gift or a curse, even with this many injuries, the man could not die, nor did he suffer any lasting affects aside from a chronic cough. Later due to his reputation, doctors in the local area would later call it a "Terminal Cough", these facts however are not important. What's more important is a phone call he is about to recieve.

 

     Only the faint sound of water dripping from a leaky pipe can be heard in the background. A silence cut across the room, as what he heard from the phone call could only be considered a nightmare of sorts. The words "girl come back to bed" are uttered once more as they cut across the silence between the phone lines. The man could only hear the sound of his own heart beat. 

 

     This was not something those with a strong resolve would result to, espically those with this man's kind of luck. Finding out that his wife was cheating on him however was only the final nail in the coffin. It's not something that was decided on in the spur of the moment however, this is something he resolved to do as a child. It could hardly be called an action of a weak man but it couldn't be called sane either. His wife cheating on him was of no concern to him, he thought of it as a sweet release. Being self concious as this man was he was simply waiting for the perfect excuse, a cheating wife was good enough. However every time he tried to do this, he failed. In addition to 18 surgeries this man also had 174 suicide attempts.

 

     In a dark room stands a man, 6 feet 5 inches tall, who could be called a man blessed with god's looks and the devil's charm. This is a man who has tried more than 170 times to kill himself, and every single time he failed. Every injury he ever sustained were because of attempts on his own life, all of which could have been successful had he not changed his mind at the very last moment every single time. This time however he has decided to take his own life via firearm. Once he has resolved to pull the trigger there was no way he could survive it.

 

     He reached into a drawer and pulled out what can only be called a masterpiece. A modified .357 revolver. The faint light of the lamp danced across the barrel of the gun. He had fully resolved to pull the trigger, however being a businessman the first thing that poped in his head was potential loss. The things he would lose were not important to him however these were not the kinds of things a normal man would even have. On the list of things he would lose is a Multi Million Dollar Corperation, a beautiful wife, millions of dollars in gold and other precious stones and a future. The man had many years left on his life, as he was only 33 he had plenty of potential left in life. All of this however would be thrown away, in a dark, damp room in the middle of nowhere. And he put the gun to his head, and pulled the trigger.

 

     The only thing that could be heard is one single "click" sound. A miniscule sound that lasted for less than a second, but it felt like an eternity to the only man that was there to hear it. The sound felt like it reverberated to the deepest regions of space and came back to haunt the man. The gun jammed. A very peculiar man indeed as when he simply put the gun down and said to himself "One hundred seventy six".

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Posted 09 October 2015 - 11:02 PM

Better In tune with the Finite

 

Back before souls could be bought

Before wars were fought

Before Humanity had to be taught

I was God

No...Before then

Before current events

Back when my existence was an abstract concept

I was God, The lesson is, I've always been

But, this is no Kanye West ego trip

Life is short, I think, therefore I am

A God yet, slave to my masters and royalties

The source of my money therefore my vanity

The man in me seeks no family

But freedom from the chains of sanity

I need herbs to proceed

Yet the herbs bring forth no proceeds

Ironic how I plant seeds to grow green

But turn around and burn trees

Or sow it seems

I guess addiction is in my family jeans

Money is no longer my stepping stool

I have been De-Feet-ed

With a noose around my neck

I can no longer hang man, i was a fool

Frustrated with the way I was being treated

Now i'm left to dry, I wonder who is necks


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Posted 11 October 2015 - 12:35 PM

Brain Leakage: The Farmer

 

Is your emphasis on enfamil?

These words kill dream chasers

Not quite on my feet, Not even legs

But finish lines I have to cross

And If I don't I still get crucified

Are the Gods not you and I?

With the ability to decide our own future

Slow and steady, is the turtle really the loser?

In summary the man in me seeks no family

A farmer who is in no rush to plant seeds

Especially when experience is green

I need more years on my life to proceed

How dare you rush greatness

Patience is the key, not to pluck green fruits

And to keep a family tree growing, water the roots

Only after the time is right, do you see what's been produced

Words from the wise, from me, to you


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Posted 12 October 2015 - 10:16 PM

Autumn Tengu

 

Esoteric absurdity

The swift stroke of a pen

Forever for eternity

Engraved in the hearts of men

Words from the wise

Wisdom is Bleak

Written by men of all kinds

On creativity's peak

Cradled in imagination

From those who cannot speak

Pseudo-God's thrive on creation

Only the wisemen seek


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Posted 13 October 2015 - 09:05 PM

It's just different - 2

 

In these 4 walls there is a difference

Vinegar or cinnamon

Punch Lines Punch Ligaments

An intricate stimulant

My poetry is Ignorant

Insolent

Innocent

Different

My creativity is infinite

Bible written in loophole penmanship

Limited is your significance

In the presence of belligerent omnipotence

You are grandiloquent

A minor stimulant

I am the militant 5th element

You all are simply difficult citizens

And yet you doubt me

What is poetry without me

The world is awaiting our answer

Are you spectator or Participant

My elders call me Mr.Miyagi

Oroku Saki

Kakashi

Itachi

A carbon copy

Of an opium popy

I am untouchable

Unloveable

gullible

vunerable

dysfunctional

The lowest common multiple

And last of all

I am Man

I am King

I am God


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Posted 21 October 2015 - 09:05 PM

Residual Emotions

 

Never conscious of the monsters that I harbor

look beneath the sheets and sea a chupacabra

To the other sex it could be an opposite

Or the women that I love are so addicted to rokacet

To never notice the heart medication

But heartbreak like symptoms are unrelated

To the pain you couldn't feel in the physical

Not something I can speak on, no known visuals

Not something you can ponder, every emotion is critical

I love you, but all the love you received was residual


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Posted 28 October 2015 - 10:40 PM

Stretch Ligaments

 

Who knew, a slit wrist

could put me in a pussy state

That's Red Opus in a Box

The Pussy way

With the way Red Flows

You'd think the sentence ended

The Hook, with a Period

With these questions, you may need a dentist

All of the answers are pure wisdom

And usually they don't fit

But today i'm a tree branch

I'm making the word Stick

Leonardo

Just a little inception

Future Compute ahead

Just to get thoughts processing

Hard Drives are necessary

Escalator, i always get long stares

Windows 10 is made of silk

Get it? Soft Ware


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Posted 29 October 2015 - 09:30 PM

I have a problem naming these things, there is a difference between when i try actual poetry (Autum Tengu), when I just type things that come from off the top of my head "It's just different", when i just try esoteric poetry like "sons of the bamboo", and when i just have some clever things to say like the last one I did....

 

I named it stretch ligaments, like....yoga..or when preparing for a sport you..stretch...

it's just an exhibition...sorta...clever things i have in my mind that don't fit into regular stuff I do...so...what do i name em...

 

Not...quite...brain leakage per sé...

 

But it's not like, i needed to post this...they don't really need a name do they


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Posted 21 November 2015 - 05:33 PM

Brain Leakage: The Lonely Fisherman

 

From third eye view

I view, you, alone

From a bird's eye view

I feel you harbour emotions

And thoughts of moving oceans

Those are Daydreams

So you continue coasting

Unable to sea your future

So you broaden your horizon

Unaware that finding love would change the tide

Life is a pond, while some try swimming

Others Ponder it's existence

Water the basic struggles in life..

Love, and the path to remain sane

To be or not to be, To be able to sea

There are other fish in the sea

Oh Lonely Fisherman...


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Posted 27 November 2015 - 11:56 PM

Oh Great Warrior

 

Oh great warrior

You fight for a love that is not yours

Desperately reaching

For a love beyond your grasp

The harder you strive

The more it disappears

Oh Great Warrior

You became cerebral

A hunter for it's prey

Striking with the speed of a Cheetah

Your prey could not be caught

With the cunning of a snake

Her wits deceived you

The strength of a Lion

Her will is as an iron wall

The bane of a scorpion

Her defenses are not breached

Oh great warrior

Fighting for a love you do not deserve

You could not see, beyond your own thoughts

beyond your own blood lust

That secretly

You were the prey that could not be caught all along


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Posted 07 December 2015 - 09:05 PM

Self-Esteem Issues

 

Step inside, as i indulge in a sweet release

The warm embrace of loneliness hither

Into a dark despair of watered down demons

Alone in the coldest winter, my heart withers

Drowning in a river of my emotions

idly coasting on the roughest oceans

Far past the stage of the training wheel

Who knew i'd have issues with self esteem

When your words are very degrading

My Pain is my inspiration

We were granite everything inside this planet

I squander this kingdom to bleed ink on a canvas

For your enjoyment


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Posted 15 December 2015 - 11:48 PM

Feels

 

Fuck

Your feelings

Religion

Sinning

Winning

The World

I simply want to see it burn

The Chaos is interesting

You're merely puppets

But I love you all

with no strings attached

For the 100000 hours of practice

It has to be a great show

The concept is concrete

Where CBS and CNN meet

R U the Y R men, or wire men

or did you forget what the C-meant

Oh K beau?

I like how you're grounded like wired cable

Today it's like i'm writing with lucy's pen

If God is speaking through me...

then....

what are you mad at lucy-for

Higher powers, godly power lighters

My soul is the fluid, everything i write is fire

Blessings be to

He who writes in loophole penmanship

He who writes to conceal his messages

He who writes to the initiated

He who writes in backwards penmanship

"Devil Lived"

 

 

EDIT: if you got all that, god bless you, i barely understand half of it


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Posted 16 December 2015 - 09:32 AM


EDIT: if you got all that, god bless you, i barely understand half of it

 

Works as well when read backward from the final line (normal reading after the palindrome--just the line ordering (from last to first) is changed).


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Posted 17 December 2015 - 11:12 PM

Raydeus

 

Where should I begin

At the concept of my conquest

To say my life has been Mr Fantastic

Would be a very long stretch

Every word is cold, you'll get Jur-Ass-Sick

Like what killed the dinosaurs....

A T-rex wanted to Tri-Acid


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Posted 27 December 2015 - 07:02 PM

Capitalism From the Bottom

 

This is red opus focused

The Mantis Hopeless

The mantle opened..

Moths to a flame

Prey for the locust

Who prey upon the lowest

Wisdom is the greatest weapon

For those willing to show it

Are not eco-friendly 

If there are snakes in the grass

Mow it

Survival of the fittest

Only fat cats drink moët

And shun the real beasts

The roam the streets just to eat

And leave cubs out there

But when life is a bitch

Not even death you fear

Trying to move up is hard like

Alcoholics trying to leave the bar right

Its either death or prison

When you're on the bottom end of capitalism


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Posted 27 December 2015 - 11:15 PM

Behind The Mask 

 

I Control Everything

I.C.E. and ICU in ICU

The spawn of a mythical dragon

Behind a mask the next time ICU

A knight in the night time

The fire can make you go blind

At the castle it's never showtime

I could climb if you had dread locks

Ironic, you're locked in so you dread locks

It's impossible but you're a mission

To feel a bit of friction

Listen, your body glistens in the moonlight

The answer is practice

Malicious intent with no malice

Magic, Legend has it that legend has it

There was one a girl locked up by a dragon

She was a precious diamond and no man could have it

Crushed, and burdened by the weight of her own sadness

That no man had the ability to save her

She look her own life


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Posted 29 December 2015 - 10:26 PM

The Chains of time, a love lost and the Green Lantern

 

To free my mind

I create rhythmic rhymes

As a means to escape

The ubiquitous chains of time

To separate what I am

From what I was

The Spawn of the coldest land

 

A fish in the vast ocean

Found me when I was hopeless

Made red opus discover focus

Started speaking like a locust

Changed the way I see fishing

Remain Silent, learn how to listen

To multiply was the mission

But nothing added up

There was only Division

So focused on The Vision

I couldn't see myself slipping

And you losing interest

The man you created

The goal for other bitches

Before you I was only living

It seems like every time I try to write

I let my memories take me out of character

Just once more, I wish could see your light

Sincerely, The Fabricated Character....

The emotional spectrum traveler


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Posted 30 December 2015 - 11:20 PM

The Mafioso Beyond a Reasonable Doubt

 

This Mastermind mind state

Is what raises crime rates

Rolling with Big Willies

Deep in dice games with high stakes

Men that never get dirt on their hands

Big Willies are people who have advanced

from laying bricks to architecture

From petty crimes to large business ventures

Where the dress code is all white

No one here works in health care

But everyone has a doctor on the payroll

This is a pool of calm but violent piranha

Where Silence is critical for survival

And the slip of the tongue can travel

None of these men would stand trial

If you should end up missing

But found in arizona taking dirt naps

Your last known location does not show up on maps

This is the game of mafioso

Patterned after narcos

Everybody in the room is another version of pablo


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Posted 06 January 2016 - 07:41 PM

Poetry is.....
sowing seeds....
woe is me
potent woefully..
die hopefully
embrace death indeed
or die soulless
No hope in human beings
hope is...
hopeless?
Millennia of work
produced no magnum Opus
God tier
God's that God fears
a blind eye fell on deaf ears
Potential is lost here
fear is...
despair..?
Faith clears
Dark is here
it's darkest here
darkness nears
The coldest hearts
when stark is..............?
Infinite light or the deepest darkness
infinity harkens to eternity
my own pen has burned me

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