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The Immortal Wize says: WOW! very entertaining entities, love it! |
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sktzo says: Thank you very much. Glad you enjoy the hieroglyphic scripts from my various personas. Btw, congratulations on your win. Blessings |
OTHER POEMS WRITTEN BY Sktzo
SYNAPTIC STORMI’m under the weather Yes, I’m feeling the reign (rain) A pro with pain Flowing propane I KNOW loss, but I too know gain Could this possibly be another verbose strain Going comatose due to this follicular adenoma dose Blowing back the fume of plume from whence the smoke came I never knew nor do I seek to know fame Especially in a world that’s made their pastime - Cocaine Simple observation of the odd serf nation Is I’d rather be living an average life of madness Than to exist with uncontrolled bone pain Oppose prose from a bloody nose stain Stuck on this slow train, it denotes grain And I’ve made it my soul (sole) aim To have spoke flame While I inadvertently quote GAME Living a shattered reality Where all I see and smell is smoke HAZE Ive had too many b... |
SOUGHT FORSeeking sequels of eventuality / There’s a kind of hilarity As the population dwindles / Into a satirical polarity Because the hidden ventriloquists / Spewing hate through modern day lyricists I’m seen as the obscene Socrates / that secretes secrets of societies Drunk in sobriety from their notoriety / Continuously trying me While bribing the divine in me / Has coerced THIS person To disperse verses, that’ll burn churches / And as the worlds hurt worsens This ancient scribe must describe why we vie / Against many lies that try To create catastrophic calamity & tragedy / While encompassing humanity The wicked & dastardly utilizing violent solidarity / To bring about forced charity Fallacious deeds of the philanthropic / This Gnostics tri-optic has not forgotten That we’ve been begotten and have gotten seeds / From the anomalous GOD in ... |
Incoherent Bodacious BabelIt was once said to me That I have a broken identity And was then given some Methamphetamine Which slowly became a best friend to me Now watch as I converse it hurts Sit here to disperse curt words much worse Because the person I love most is an enemy And I don’t pretend to be, a friendly entity But none have accepted me Because I'm unacceptably a man of expressive empathy To hell with the pleasantry, it's a damn felony Because I know what jealous be, as many are drenched in jealousy So I emerged a beautifully dressed effigy presently Yes, the best pedigree And I must confess Ive been blessed with creative zealotry As the many parts of my heart serve words of hurt incessantly But my cognitive sentience be, another kind of weaponry While I commune with fools through looseleaf tools endlessly <... |
CREATORS CREATE CREATIONSIt’s NOT a metaphor When I say I once met a whore I even questioned GOD, why’d HE sent her for? Apparently, I had a lesson I needed so much PRESSURE MORE I began to think, are we supposed to be together OR Was she even someone worthy to settle for? Of course I questioned WHETHER OR She’d add value to my life or be a "no go getter" bore I then came to see she was a demonic narcissist So I immediately learned I must shred her core At first I was in pure denial, for a while Realizing I had just drank from a poisonous vial This woman so vile, was actually nothing more than a ty pile And her presence sickened me, like she was a contagion running wild Good thing she is no longer within my radius And no demons speaking unbelievable lies persuading us But rather, now angels have been aiding us... |
PRIMACYI’ve sought for PRIMACY through privacy But THEY’VE kept an eye on me, unsurprisingly Surveilled my existence since day one I had life in me And the irony, is I've concepted my dynasty finally And through a special vessel I was given an advisory That I should advise guys with no disguise or anxiety And for decades I’ve been seen as a threat to societal sobriety Due to my mastery of semantics which is what’s best defining WE But I’m just a polite guy with slight piety That has ALWAYS spoken to have souls awoken Even though my own cold soul was broken Many sides to us that would fuss with distrust With one in particular always ready to BUST With a hair trigger temper, since that one day in November WE all still recall and remember entering THAT December One of us spoke clearly trying to endear me ... |
EXIT THIS THROUGH AN EXODUSI HAD TO GO ON THIS EXODUS TO EXIT ‘THIS’ I PERPLEX WITH SCRIPTS HAVING EVEN HEARTLESS ARTISTS SEEK TO BE NEXT TO THIS FIGHTING MY MIND, BUT BEATING SEETHING DEMONS DON’T NEED AN EXORCIST PERSONS & VERMIN PERCHED PERPETUATING PRETENTIOUSNESS CRAZY STYLE THAT’S SPEWED WITH BILE I INVENTED THIS GUESS YOU CAN SAY PAIN FROM MY CHEST IS RELEASED WITH A DEMENTED TWIST IN A HIGHLY FERMENTED MIST AND LIKE THE TEN COMMANDMENTS, I CEMENTED IT NEW LAWS AND REGULATORY PRINCIPLES ARE WHAT IMPLEMENTED THIS THE LORDS REWARD IS TO SEVER AND CUT THE CORD WITH THE SWORD AND HAVE YOU JUMP ABOARD WITH THE HORDE AT THE SEASHORE, I SEE RAW SATAN HE’S TEED OFF WITH DEEP CORE HATRED AND I SEE MORE THAT SEEM TO DETOUR VAGRANTS I MUST REPEAT THAT... |
SOMNILOQUYFROM YOUTH PASTOR TO A TRUE MASTER YET WHAT ENSUES AFTER IS THAT WHCH I SEE, ALL I HEAR'S TRUE LAUGHTER CREATING A 'COLLECTIVE CADAVERS' WHEN I WAS YOUNGER AS A WARMONGER I WAS A ONE TRICK PONY THEN I PISSED OFF MY OLD CLICK HOMIES WITH A BUNCH OF DUMB PHONEY FIGHTS THEN ESCAPED MY DELIRIUM WITH STROBING LIGHTS INNER COLD SOUL WOULD ELOPE AT NIGHT SWINGING MY SPIRITS SWORD WITH HIEROPHANTS & SAGES PLAYED A CIVILIAN BIRTHED FROM A REPTILIAN THAT FLIP SCRIPT PAGES A FIRE DRAGON GEMINI THAT CAN SWITCH SAMENESS NOW I EQUIP AWAKE WITH BRAVENESS A KEEPER OF THE CRYPT, HERE’S MY TIP FOR THE AGES A LONELY NOT PHONY MAN WITH MULTIPLE FACES NOT A TWO-FACED WIT BUT A SCHIZOPHRENIC ENRAGED WITH FEELING THE UPS AND DOWNS OF MY CONSTANT CONSCIOUS PHASES & STAGES SOMETIMES ONLY FEARING WHAT'S INSIDE OF ME OR WHA... |
VERBOSE VAGABONDI DON’T UNDERSTAND THE DIVINE PLAN CANT SEEM TO MAKE MOVES WITH MINE HANDS GAME OF CHESS, YET UNDER DURESS I GUESS, PAIN IN MY CHEST IS SUPPRESSED BREATH SOMEHOW CONSIDERED BLESSED NEVERTHELESS SPIRIT COMPLEX AND COMPRESSED, I COME PRESSED DEPRESSION HIT HOME SO I SPIT VERBOSE FLOWS AND NOW FEELING LESSENED WITH GOD HAVING TESTED MY GRIT FORCED AND COERCED TO DISPERSE VERSES OF HURT WHEN I SPIT EMOTIONAL INTELLIGENT, BUT ITS NOT RELEVANT WHEN YOUR SOUL IS BELLIGERENT & DECADENT ICONOCLASTIC BOMBASTIC SOUL ACTING IRREVERENT TO REVERENDS THIS IS WHERE THE GOLD FLOWING RIVER ENDS SLIPPING ON SLIPPERY SLOPES, TOO MUCH TO COPE AS I HOPE NOTHING GIVEN FROM ALL I SACRIFICED, DUMB ENOUGH TO HAVE LISTENED TO WHAT A MINISTER SPOKE OR ANCIENT PATRIARCHAL VAGRANTS WROTE > I DO NOT PROMOTE I’M THE GUY THAT SPOKE OF R... |
GNOSIS KNOWS THISNever come to me to speak in secrecy No words secreted egregiously Yet spoken as omens vehemently Do you agree with me? I no longer believe IN ME! Losing my sanity is deceiving me But it’s just another day at the park, unbelievably! My lyrics were learned from leniency, quite easily Speaking in secreted cadence we proceed to be A Behemoth that speaketh cerebrally Not a pacifist with a passive fist, but I believe in speaking peaceably Even if what I proceed to speak exceeds what’s considered legal, see?! Is it illegal to hold The Secret Key? Yet not share it with the world inconveniently The playing field was created unevenly Yet we as a species continue to believe it obediently But never mind, guess we’ll never find A clever mind that could sever ties Or simply deal with the coming col... |
Hypnagogic LogicOnce labeled the intellectual gangster From a squire like jester to regal prankster Some called me the surly colic & brolic Buddha My tonics Judah, as they try to sue the NYC court system, yet I refused the Disturb-ing curt words of Medusa As I tried to seduce her Emerged a demiurge with a verse from Her-Mes That both perturbed and disturbed me As certain persons & earthly merchants search to curb me All the while, I’m internally hurting While hurling wordy verses While dispersing as Im conversing I come to grips with my wit in scripts And became a sacrilegious iconoclastic scribe A syllabic scavenger scavenging sentences To spew at the heralding hierophant I suppose Im high off SIN Once a serf With curt words of hurt That played games of trepidation Drenched ... |