Nov 15, 2025
John Steinbeck born 1902
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John Steinbeck born 1902
4 POEMS: ENGLISH
ENGLISH
4 NEW POEMS
I will post these poems as one message,
or else I will sp'am Tumblr : p (Dutch version also on my page/account)
The poems can be very dark though.
4.22 Mystery Man of The Other Side
Poem by Emilia Sameyn
07/11/2023
He seems to Know it all,
Hated by Many, Yet he Lives far away
Loved by Some In another Time
Does he Love himself?
He is Young, yet Wise
In his Nightly Shed He Plays
The Erotic Mind
Full of Radiation Like an Instrument
He makes Weapons of Future
In his Brain Sensual Molten Metal Dreams
Billions of Formulas
They Invaded his Life
In his own Body And Trapped Him
Does he Speak in Lies? Or Twisted Truth?
Yet within his Mind
He is Free
He is the Mystery
The Mystery Man of The Other Side
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4.23 Crying like an Adult
Poem by Emilia Sameyn
08/11/2023
Warning: mention of addi'ction, cigar'ettes, alc'ohol, existential fea'r, dea'th,
ablei'sm, autism, demo'ns, brea'sts
Little Baa Baa Sheep
Lost in The Big City,
Full of Loud Noises
And Bright Lights
Does The Little Auti Baby
Need some Choco Loco
To Sooth her Little Mental Cramps? Does The Little Adult need a Nap?
Oh Little Adult Baby Boo Boo
Are You Crying Like a Grown Up Once Again? "waaah waaaaah!!"
"my degree is useless!!"
"where is tv show? i need my tv show to soothe me!!"
Cute Little Adult Woman
Why are You having these Crocodile Tears? "waaah waah!!"
"i'm just one tiny grain of sand!!"
"in a desert of billions!!"
Aw Do You Need a Little Cigarette? A Demons T'it, Suc'king Some Milky Smoke of Death? "waaah waaah!!"
"i'm afraid of the eternal void!!"
"the older i am!!"
"the faster time goes to pass!!"
Aw Little Grown Up Baby, Need some Wine to Soothe that Mental Boo Boo?
F*Cking Autist, This is The Real Life!
A Dark World of Sensory Overload
The Eternal Dance of Drama
A Roller-KillerCoaster Into The Void of Death!
The Demiurge Dystopia!
"The Earth is Shaking
But the Rocks are Dancing!"
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4.24 Gnarly Gnashing Grown-ups
Poem by Emilia Sameyn
09/11/2023
Warning: mention of child assa'ult, sui'cide, ad'diction
Some Sick Adults
Should never Been Born
Creepy Grown-Up Creatures
Ordinary on the Outside
Insidious Inside
When a F*cked Up Fantasy Isn't enough for Them
They think it's Young Love
We Scream from Thousand Roof Tops For Thousand Times: To Young to Consent!
But They just won't Listen
They think it's a Deserved P'edo-Punishment
Tying Up Little Louise
A Wretched Relation Pathetic Putrid Parents
Menacing Men Even, Wicked Women
Putting Weights on Her
Thinking its Temporary on her Body
But Its Forever in Her Mind
Messed up Military Man
How many Little Lives
Need to End
By their own Big Hands? Taking 'Forrget Fentanyl'
And 'Bye-Bye BadDream Booze'
Gnarly Gnashing Grown-Ups
Tall Demons Should not Raise
Little Angels
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4.25 Su'icide Schrodinger Sto'ner
Poem by Emilia Sameyn
10/11/2023
Warning: mention of su'icide, we"ed
Hippie Harold
Has a Friend
Yet She's Neither Here or There
Dead or Alive She's Just Another
Sui'cide Schrodinger Sto'ner
What Should Harold Do?
No Response,
No Answer, Time To Call
Nothing At All
She's Just Another
Sui'cide Schrodinger Sto'ner
Should he Call The Police?
Worried like a Horror Movie
Not Drunk, Nor Sober Not Insane, Nor Sane
Dead or Alive? No Idea!
She's Just Another
Sui'cide Schrodinger Sto'ner
Just Another Ambulance Call
And Another Welfare Check
Lucky Day, She's Okay
Another Darn Day
She's Just Another
Sui'cide Sto'ner
Just Another Sto'ner
At one point, yes.
✨un abrazo es un poema escrito en la piel✨
《Me niego a vivir en el mundo ordinario como una mujer ordinaria. A establecer relaciones ordinarias. Necesito el éxtasis. Soy una neurótica. No me adaptaré a ningún mundo. Solo me adapto a mi misma》
-Anaïs Nin
trauma
i wasnt born t be quiet, i was born to turn my pain into ink and that ink into these words because im not good at telling people how i feel, but trust me you dont wanna feel what i have felt. i met evil when i was a child, thats to much pain for someone that young. somethimes i think i was raised without love, or was i just born unloveble? i still wonder who and where i would be if i wasnt traumatized.
him
he makes me feel so loved i feel my heart expand