Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts

Sunday, November 1, 2020

You See What I See?

December 13,2019 

9:59pm 

 In the reign of the night taking everything in stride. Coping with all the adversities facing all the atrocities standing before the faith that looses life. 

 Lack of life due to being drained consistently of it's fundamental essence. The epitome of its energy still roaming yet restless.

 Sickness clouts the minds of the youth, But do some comprehend the emotions and misfortunes this next generation has to battle within or does selfish pride and ignorance make them oblivious. 

All changes before our eyes yet still alive and thriving is greed,racism and geocide. What has benefited the corrupted will in time cease my existences. Thirteen percent of the population please check the statistics. Reaching for glory in the universe modified and designed for failure it's a must to be persistent wishing the right star could release us from this prison.

From which it stems, confederacies and supremacies hell bent on the vision of the end of "Me." Jealous for the fact Im comfortable in my skin,but imatation is the highest form of flattery. The mind maunvers sonically with edcuation that was meant to be hidden from "Me." No offense but presumably if our complexions match then maybe you'll see truth in what speak.

 Humans growing weary,cause  I know that our mothers and fathers era contained morals lost principles that would be essential to the future if regained.

 Contemplating of blessings in its purest forms, You would assume what honorable leaders think about. But society,is survival of the fittest the blood on this cotton can't be white washed out.

 Wishing these tactics passed on will show me light so that I can master it for myself.  Garnering more teachings on. Reaching new altitudes, till one with the sun and moon 

 Seen the darkest of circumstances waiting for the sun's warmth to.

 Awaken me as well rise my devotion to face this world, knowing that it's doesn't deserve the heart. 

Various obstacles, road blocks ment to test the courageous maybe to have their named cemented in time for ages. 

Can't let the neferious manipulate the mind no advances successful like they make it for geuine souls. It has to be stressful, throns sorround the 🌹who else will protect you but you.

- I.N.F.E.R.N.O.








Monday, April 21, 2014

Beauty Knows Pain Very Well.

 My tears show the significance in the struggle, the sorrow
which was destined to me through the reign of anguish. The spilled blood shows the devotion to become the outspoken to uplift and shine vividly like the brightest of diamonds amongst the farthest galaxies and horizons.

 I was about one when I witnessed my mothers murder did not visualize it as being imprecise father told me mother has gone to visit extended family that lived in the afterlife, how very foolish of me to believe this statement......mothers soul grew within me. Fatal visions of the stabbings shattered me I grew with mystification , aggravation and desolation.

As time goes by my father starts to realize a very similar vision of my mother the beautiful radiance she would display caught his attention as I am looked upon with sinister stares.

 For I'm only thirteen trying to make peace with my self after the younger molestations. I don't know what to make of this so it continues no one to hear my plea crying praying to the creator to stop the raping.

 I feel my mother still alive in me even though the murderer stands in front of me on a regular basis now can you truly see why I have fueled so much rage it gave birth to a vindictive behavior.

Depiction of the Entity:

 These voices tell me that they see so much more in me, I was told that I can't imagine my worth I know for I am a priceless soul, driven in to the hurt. Such potential they see, never knowing of these ugly secrets hiding lacerations and scars from my always caring teachers. To ashamed to tell my comrades truly didn't know what to make of this so I was silent on the topic built an enormous anguish. I began to remember the tears and violent screams, it tortured my soul I could not cope.


Am I foolish for not speaking out the embarrassment is enough I pray beyond the stars that the creator takes me away but mothers lives within me so I know my destiny is to seek retribution for that devil committed sins and I will bring all of the fury and destruction to a end.

Mothers Entity:
I wish you would find it in your self to find some self respect find a means to live correct. Although this fight seem hopeless I march forth to glow and show you more then what you have been introduced to.

Mothers Entity:
It's a path of sorrow filled dreams I guess in the end you wish to not be treated as a queen cause thats what I see in my eyes at the same time I know your lost ,has me questioning myself why do I even try. I know love has not been a ally towards you but all is fair they say in something that represent so much beauty but can produce a never dying agony inside, is this really a hearts confessions to the inner self you know the answer to that question. Even though I know this is part of a growth process I pray that you come to your senses and realize that you are destined to blossom when the rain falls from the sky.


The situation makes me feel weary can't help but to not want to drop tears cause the fear of just trying to escape from a lust driven father that has two sides is crushing. A painful secret I can no longer bear, in my sleep I would carve sharp instruments hide them all around I could not figure the meaning of this dream.

To realize my own confusion this vision was all my reality for the possession overwhelmed me. I felt the strength of my mother flow through my veins as it felt like a chilling air embedded it's self in my skin, as we were reunited as one being. I remained motionless and my mind continued to sleep eyes wide open burning with a murderous passion glowing with a sight of dancing fire.

Blood boiling from the invested anger I felt my heart was beating ten times faster then normal. I was all conscious of this happening but my mind was controlled by memories so I was present for the thoughts of my mother the sincere and true aspects of the times we shared. The same time that I was reminiscing it felt as though I was having a nightmare and a pleasant dream at once.

 When I awoke from my sleep the next morning it appeared that my father wasn't home. I felt a sense of elation as I continued to get ready for the day. Then suddenly a powerful force grasp on my heart and literally a massive sharp pain entered my chest as I looked in the mirror my eyes begin to glow with fire. I begin to hear my mothers voice within my mind once again I whispered in a light violent tone under my breath "So destines finally become one".

 My father then entered the room looking at my eyes glow with such a striking fear and confusion for he doesn't know about the connection that mother and I have. He was so educed by his cravings for heroine he didn't think to care.  All of the sharpened objects that I carved telekinetically appeared before me for know I understand that I can control my mind with far more control.

Laughing in a demonic tone. I sensed the chills that made my fathers spine quiver he remain stuck in a trance envisioning me as my mother no words left his mouth as he was immersed in a trance.

Mothers Entity:
My love I know it wasn't your fault this seems to be a fatal mistake I can forgive you for I know your heart was filled with hate.

 As my mother consoled him in a forgiven manner because in my fathers eyes this was all in reality he wasn't even conscious of the fact that I was standing before him.

Mothers Entity:
 Why don't you resurrect me with this one kiss and soon you will no longer be ignorant to the true love I had for you and our daughter. When I arise we can restore our family values for a better tomorrow.

 Truly being mislead by something that felt and appeared so authentic he seen the reflections of my mother through me and was enticed by her voice that he remained blind to see the vindictive nature of  my mother only wanting to protect me.

 As my father approached me these sharp objects I constructed crept closer and closer the next thing I witnessed was a powerful impact of wind forcing these objects to penetrate through my fathers skin a gruesome fatality before me, as I witnessed blood fill the air writing its mark against the walls my mothers spirit hovered above his bodied and suddenly fire appeared sinking his corpse through the walls and he was never to be seen again that night.

 I woke up in pure fright not even aware of the fact that I was sleep my beloved aunts surrounded me I begin to cry because I no longer felt the presence of my mother within. Knowing she was before me in a heavenly nature and yet I felt another side of her that was a complete stranger. Everything continued to be so gloomy I am so confused by this present state.  Awakening from this dream seemed to be a deadly fate as blood stained the walls from my fathers forty five magnum witnessing ammunition shells near my pillow case.

 I woke up to the suicide of my father at least thats what the authorities told me but I don't believe that they are aware of what I have seen in my sleep how could I not wake up by the sound of a gunshot this can't be. Although I see my fathers corpse before me I'm shaken in terror I know where his souls true destination beholds beneath the concrete. There are no sight of the sharp objects I have been carving to protect my self. This matter is very unusual, as my aunts try to console me within I can't find a means to be comfortable in my own skin. Was this possession and why was this the fatal end? I see my mother momentarily seeming alive and well I just stare off not aware of my aunts and the authorities attempts to get my attention.

My aunts excuse my silence to the authorities they figured they would let me be to cope with the pain of awakening to the suicide of my father.


Mothers Entity: (Echoing Voice)

  Beloved Daughter of mine, I apologies to connect through your spirit so I know deep inside you where petrified so I could no longer let you suffer I sold my soul to become corrupted. One day we will be reunited in the heavens. Now that I know you have a second chance at life I can finally rest in peace ,I cannot express the sorrow I feel not being able to hold you close and with all the compassion in my heart it pains me that I have to leave you before I got to actually see you grow.

 Through all of this I suddenly disappear it felt as if I was in a different realm. I herd the screams of my aunts but I could only notice the reflections of the sun hitting my eyes. After these words were spoken to me I reappeared fully knowledgeable of what just happen. I was approached by both of my aunts baffled in confusion cause I believe they to herd the voice of their sister as I disappeared. The authorities down stairs shook up by my aunts screams came to the aid.

 I began to look at my aunts signaling them not to say a word for they would think we are truly foolish if we expressed all that happen in these minutes that have passed. My aunts both explained that it was them still delusional for my sake they though nothing more off it and continued to investigate.

 I feel more comfortable now that my mother has spoken to us in spirit but I think this is only the beginning but no longer do I fear this power I embrace it I knew pain very well the beauty of it was that I was blessed to escape it....





Wednesday, April 9, 2014

A Letter For Akasha


 Your anguish inside only created notions to protect your soul against your foes. As I seen your growth throughout the years our friendship transformed and for your loyalty I pray that you see blue skies and the stars continue to shine evermore guiding you through the darkest nights. Even when you feel fright I will be your might, your incentive to prevail all obstacles even if it comes to where I have to have weapons in hand and lay down any man that defy your grace let this be know they will embrace all my levels of venom to hell is where I'll send them.

  The intelligence you posses drives your spirit longing for a exceptional life inspires me to strive  towards higher magnitudes side by side with my blood I can never envision us to lose.  I reminisce smiling witnessing you fall in love all over again being blessed with a beautiful son in these strenuous times eliminating the wicked intentions brought towards you remaining divine with a genuine benevolence no one could ever deny.

 Through it all my loyalty will be here in any moment of urgency,maybe just then the agony will disappear briefly and possibly permanently go astray. Im truly grateful for the companionship we share cause at times I felt like picking up a nine loading it with bullets and expanded my mind you gave me words to comfort my corrupted soul putting my aggression at ease. Always delivering confidence within in me so for you I will do that very same for eternity.

  With that invested inside my heart will carry you on throughout the hardships that plague your mind.  The angels know above that we struggle living and fighting off demons that lurk behind every turning corner.  I know its difficult to go on but keep in mind through these times of war that you live for your growing solider and continue to nurture him so that he will be able to defend the honor of his mother and him self.  

 This is the significance that will always be felt when you breath he breaths and the love given to him will make him reach high for the sun to always know peace within for his mother. Through him you live on and his legacy will become to bless his generation of a new breed of honorable men. When the sons of the mothers become men the teachings will only deliver strength a respect to where he knows the importance of women like you. That seems to have the odds against her but in return knowing the love for her child these ambitions in the soul to succeed always managed to pull through.

Dedicated to Akasha & Malachi


Seeing Through A Souls Reflections...

 When the smoke clears my eyes still remain with the burning agony from the frustration and tears. Struggling to find a means to survive being haunted for the mistakes that won't let me rest in the rain. I had pure ambition to embrace wealth in enormous amounts not knowing how I was going to obtain that lavish life.Had to wake up and embrace reality and do away with childish dreams cause the reality is Im in a losing battle trying not to be a extreme fatality.

 Keeping afloat with so many devilish intentions within pondering on the fact if I have to commit to sin.My sister in my heart  telling to me fight violently against the temptations of being weak. While my mother steady in my mind guiding me through the aggression. I feel my destiny is a overwhelming darkness  cause I was once blinded by uneducated fools, I just want to go astray. My father pulling me from detrimental situations when hell came to write off my death certificate he replaced his replaced my name with his upon the contract. So Im truly grateful, so I struggle in my attempts to find a beautiful way to compensate my loves ones back..

  No drive to be political cause the color of my skin doesn't shape well with society and everyday I have to find different ways to calm the ferocity face to face with the individuals with two faces changing places seeking to feed off my hatred. I feel the firm grasp of lucifer upon my soul. When I speak of the devil I'm not referring to this man made creation brought forth throughout generations to control a people with frivolous uncensored lies.

 And then when my faith is depleted what other outlet can I approach trying to seek a place where my mental can be clear. A moment to destroy all my fears for I have longed for silence as I'm surrounded by stares cause I have become so cold within what do they except when your living in a life where every where you turn misfortune is awaking always on time and never in a moments rest.




Sunday, November 7, 2010

Lady Of Sin How Beautiful Is Your Agony?

Longing 4 ur kiss..not knowing that ur destructive taste would remain bitter displaying all of ur deceptiveness. Searching 4 ur touch not knowing that it would cause heart failure erasing my will 2 live and reach 4 enlightenment. After being used I feel weary it's was far 2 late all that I have invested  u have absorbed already. So inspired wanting 2 learn ur language of love only 2 be exposed 2 the sinister thoughts, tears of blood I cry, hurting, suffering from the fatal after-math.

Knowing now not 2 trust the art of seduction u mastered, praying 4 that hopeful day that the agony would b erased. The love u made 2 me was slowly taking my life from me oh so very pleasant but deadly ur touch, the hypnotizing affect from the feel of ur lips the consistent concentration I tried 2 maintain while lost within ur dream-filled eyes. When I awoken I felt ruthless knowing that I was already corrupted I had 2 go astray 2 keep my sanity.

No1 warned me they just let me go and fly blindly 2wards the agony filled summers birth. I gained my trust in the clouds, it is final my thoughts r made up its has been embedded 2 never trust, the kind intent of the heart 4 those I have encountered where not fully developed and ready 2 blossom and walk along with me 2wards the fate of eternal love.

I know ur evil and I wont fall 4 ur obstacles any longer 4 these experiences have made me stronger but also more colder no helping hand when u are stranded with no other 2 help u climb 2 the monstrosity. I will grasp 4 u only 2 just let u go and let u fall 2 ur death. Let the truth b explained especially those that fed ur hunger 2 distribute ur misery and hate,it will all finally come 2 a end the innocent souls u sacrificed will now restore their strength leaving u 2 only become weaker..let it b put 2 rest never 2 b resurrected as these days go by fighting against the sin the wicked u represent and the hell that motivated the likes of u, now let it b that u b consumed and overwhelmed in ur doom u breathed life in 2, perish by ur own greed and may u 4ever rest in peace.

Sunday, October 25, 2009

Holding On 2 My Sanity.

I am enraged inside feeling alone with no sense of comfort. Learning 2 adapt all over again losing happiness within every moment.

Lost in despair my angels cannot hear my ambitions 2 roam in search 4 peace. Please believe me that I want a better life 4 my self so I strive 4 greatness but then more and more people express their unnecessary hatred.

I feel as thought I have so many burdens 2 over come weighing down on my back but no one understands the fatal impact it will have. I clash with my emotions pondering on the fact of when did everything gone wrong. My posture remains silent as I wish 4 positivity 2 come around.

I open my heart 2 the ones I love only 4 them 2 let me down. I'm crushed spirit searching 4 light throughout this darkness.

I hold on 2 what ever may keep me 2gether, the world has so much 2 reveal through these days of desolation. 2 sides grabbing at me and either side is planning 2 let go dealing with hardships driving me 2 the edge 2 the point where I'm falling looking 4 something 2 hold 2 stop my fast pace fall. Hoping 2 change me dear life 4 the better and explore the true depths of the benevolence in my soul.

Sunday, October 18, 2009

Unveil The Horror


Please don't b blinded any longer seek 4ward 2 the truth.
Who can u really trust? The atmosphere is total war all of those searching 4 peace 2 b born again have either become corrupted or have passed on 2 the higher skies.

How can any one search 4 a solution 2 any problem? when all supreme organizations want nothing more but 2 control everything which is life as the blood of the innocent continue 2 spill. Looking deep inside the treachery looking up 2 the heavens searching 4 the angels 2 give us some type pathway 2 progression.

I have 2 b honest some of us won't b able 2 shake the evil and will not b able 2 carry on 2 the brighter future. When all is said and done true colors will be exposed as the unborn stay safe in the wound I pray that they never see these horrific days of doom.

These reason and more make me struggle more 4 my cause...2 make affect pursing all that will make others inspired sharing my talents,and bad weather the conquering of storms longing 4 the tranquil filled days on a on going battle with myself.

Although the door remains closed and locked I know I have the key 2 find the essence that will relinquish all suffering the chains will b broken finally.

The day of the enslaved will embrace us all I wanna prepare the world 4 what is 2 come steadily analyzing news,tribulations,heart-ache, plots and plans of the heartless and wealthy with no real plan indented 4 those less fortunate 2 grow 2wards greater circumstances.

I have 2 show the blind the file and ugly 2 deliver the mind state and abolish the self hate meant 2 bring all of us who truly want 2 serve a purpose the helping hand giving by the creators grace.

Sunday, October 4, 2009

JIMMY MACK I DONT GIVE BACK-BASED ON A TRU STORY


Posted at 05:02 PM on July 22, 2009

Life A tale of corruption, trickery & death. 4 those wicked

souls not understanding that watching ur back and protecting what u hold close 2 ur heart is

very imperative.

JIMMY MACK make a deal with me,my soul 4 money and a life full of happiness.Little did I know that my dignity and spiritual essence was the true objective.

A gamble should set this str8 give me ur dignity and exchange u have a opportunity 2 come across a double up. Use ur intelligence is what the angels telling me , corrupted by my darkness I put my soul on the line. With a devilish grin from JIMMY MACK, I sensed that I have but my self in grave danger 4 my confidence drifted away from me.

Next was my happiness, along the side line was his minions telling me 2 go on, 4 riches and glory is in my path. So blind not caring ,having so much faith my elation is gone now here comes the gloomy state. All that I have now is my love, which tends 2 b the only emotion that continues 2 keep me strong thru these weary dayz. I clutch my pride in my hands full of sweat.

JIMMY MACK grin becomes more vivid 4 he knew the prediction of this situation continuing 2 draw out the picture that I yet had not seen,until I lost my breath and my soul was drained out of me.

I'm dead inside and now this evil entity has my soul,my eyes dead my skin shriveled and wrinkle every thing that I feel inside burns with the fires of hell.

My only solution is 2 gradually pray, 2 make all the soul hungry demons go away.

JIMMY MACK,PLEASE ALLOW ME 2 INTRODUCE U 2 RETRIBUTION MY LOYAL FRIEND GET BACK IS MY METHOD. PLEASE REVEL UR DECK 4 THIS IS THE LAST DANCE..LOOKS LIKE THAT UR ON UR BRINK THE SMELL OF DEATH IS IN THE AIR. I KNOW ALL UR TRICKS AND DEVILISH INTENTIONS SO RELEASE MY SOUL KARMA PLAYS A VITAL PART IN LIFE AND BALANCE IN UR LIFE IS WHAT LET THE ENDING OF THIS STORY UNFOLD.

NOTHINGS MORE EVIL THEN A SMILE...


Posted at 04:57 PM on July 22, 2009

Who can u trust, is ur smile as warm as u present it. Are u smiling laughing because u feel that I am not aware of ur actions.

U seem so, kind do u truly care? are u willing 2 shed blood like I would 4 u. Is this a plot will u be that person 2 try 2 bring me harm will u be the reason y hurt lives..

I protected u, gave u faith and u repay me by stabbing me with the dagger of deception. Those scandalous individuals that wish 4 me 2 feel the hail of fire fail 2 realize that I'm 2 strong my pride wont' let me give in 2 u two-faced good 4 nothing jealous snakes, I know ur intentions.

I'm not unaware that u wish 4 me 2 break... U crossed m3 twice third times a charm I want retaliation it's time 4 me 2 show u the wrath I kept inside watching ur stupidity grow by each passing day.

Keep in mind that I will b smiling in the end when I see u at ur fall,

U put me in danger sooo should I b the one 2 toss the coffin and bring u 2 ur misery. I promise 2 make all u eager 2 bite snakes taste the bitter retribution I have in store and If it all comes 2 an end realize the truth real warriors like me never flee fakers get buried ready 2 embrace me and will introduce u 2 ur final fate.

Nothingness.

Thursday, March 13, 2008

Blood on my hands, Hate in my eyez..nothing more nothing less 4 my enemies. I speak the truth cuz me being fake i just can’t paint the picture. I can only paint with red fluids of those i truly despise. Jealousy done corrupted yall, it seem 2 b no know respect 4 morals and loyalty. I c fakers coming 4 me, i ain't running it’s whatever 2 me I'm on a mission 4 money,and when its time 2 ryde I'm willing 2 die.

Trouble lurking around the corner, ppl alwayz wanna start it’s just no escape i can’t live a peaceful life my heart longs 4 . I want 2 make the world a better place,but i gotta protect my self it’s a must if i don't rush them first i will b a victim of a fake ridah.

Once again it’s another struggle crooked individuals wanna c my brains on the pavement(come and get me) i cant deny ppl of my real mentality and thoughts. I spread wisdom only a few will actually catch on and b ready 2 fight the demons that await in the storm. Hell iz what u make it , u can’t fear the evil,cuz inside they r nothing but cowardly heartz looking 4 their opportunity 2 shine...

These fake women dont make it any better,claim they want 2 deliver love i laugh at the loose sexual transmitted disease with no mercy .Money hungry and all, with they hands out...so what if I have anger in my heart i wont b the next man paying 4 u 2 have a luxurious life. I'm alone in this cruel world,so I'm keeping my weapons close, try hard not 2 get toasted by the barrells of flames..and stack more money in this life of sin...this iz krazy just nothing but a game i gotta stay strong and b ready 4 the hell sent. So don't blame me 4 my ways I will not become a matter of nothingness. P.P.C aka Inferno

My Reign of Fire...

Monday, March 10, 2008

I gotta keep it moving never losing my focus, struggling in this krazy cruel hell hole we call life.Ppl presenting fake smilez and never dying hate,but im in my own world day-dreamng about all of the pain going away. I'm labled a criminal cuz i carry protection, just thinking about how the crooked demons actions against my kind makes me hold and grip my weapons closer.

I know my mama worries but if i gotta die, im going out 4 justice and truth. Friends later on became heartless fake cowards. Once had the hearts of warriors but now, resemble 2 mice crumb snacthing trying 2 make it to the top, with their motivation being envy and hate. My mind frame is money, and weapons , i was raised 2 b militant and fight 2 defend at all cause. Aint no evil in the words i speak, just listen ihave nothing but game 2 share with the real ridahs struggling 4 abetter life. I don't acknowledge what ain't real u gotta b authentic 2 catch my eye and who ever want it come with heat cuz im ready 2 die.

I AINT GANGSTA , NOR THUGGIN BUT WHEN IT'S TIME 2 RYDE IM NOTHESITATING IM POKING EVERYTHING UP AND BLASTING ANY THING THAT COMES NEAR ME. It's a struggle 2 calm my reckless nature everyday,cuz these fakers b calling me out, so i shut them down with no remorse and make them choke off their blood, and preapre them 2 eternally sleep with the other worthless casualties that was caught in my blaze. My words can crack mountains and split the deepest waters...come and bring it cowards im ryding (remeber aint no mercy in these warfare hours just bring flowers)....