"0's. eternity. none. other."

Calamity at it's finest.

[zenotagz]

All I Need Ft Truepanda (Produced By B Young) by ZENO on #SoundCloud

[zenotagz]

As the minute hand ticks,

The seconds arms clicks.

Time ticks until the expiration

Admits

That this is the beginning.

Though ive been sinning

since birth; I’ve been granted the achievement to show this woman her worth.

She stands five foot 7;

With a loaded personality

that dawns her presence.

Captivating eyes, with an hour glass figure

Which illuminates her essence.

As if I were the sun and she was the crescent; When paired folks envy because our image is iridescent.

For a second,

I thought she was an angel in disguise.

Or was she placed here precisely

for me to meet my demise.

Though the future holds the surprise,

And I’m impatiently waiting.

Could you imagine her child?

In addition to her beautiful smile...

I suffer with premonitions of the nearby,

Like one day Id have to wipe her tears dry.

Wether if it’s life or me causing the pain,

I’ll be there to endure the strain.

Think of it as a consensual gain,

Because we’ll learn from our mistakes....

Or at least that’s the aim.

I’ll refrain from making false claims

Because the truth is like a brick.

And I’d hate for you to lie to me because it’ll make me sick.

The truth is what

I’ll give you...

Trust me that’s it.

[zenotagz]

Ambition

Always be comfortable

being uncomfortable.

Simply because

when one

is uncomfortable;

they seek out a comfort zone.

As if it was a clone

to atone the premature memories,

From the embryo to the man you see. (Womb)

I️ realized that,

Before birth we solved issues deliberately

With a simple position shift.

Then the negatives

become positivity,

Which charge my

extremities,

Causing me to

tentatively,

Surpass my limits.

With no gimmicks,

In an exquisite fashion.

As if my faction trained me in

The art of moving before you blink.

Like goku did with ultra instinct.

I️ve broken my barriers.

Now my limits are extinct.

[teacup13-deactivated20200319]

Aries: The nights are getting longer and your voice isn’t enough to cover this skin; but I’m happier now even though there is less of my heart left.   Taurus: If a broken piece of light is called a rainbow, maybe your broken heart is the thorn that has been kissing these forests back to life.   Gemini: She doesn’t want you to fix it, she just wants to talk about all the reasons why it hurts. Cancer: We could be the best thing that never happened to each other. Leo: The problem is you go to bed lonely for so long you forget what it’s like to reach out and feel a dream instead of a blanket playing every definitive shadow onto blushed cheeks.   Virgo: I know I’m loved, but it isn’t by you, and maybe that’s why my throat always closes every time I try to talk about happiness. Libra: I once saw the sun in your eyes and though I can’t taste spring when your lips are signing my hands, I know I’m made of more you than me. Scorpio: The problem is, I don’t know which beat followed you too close to the shore, but you’re still on my mind even though you’re not in my heart. Sagittarius: I could be surrounded by a hundred thoughts, yet all I can still feel is you. Capricorn: Who am I when you’re not thinking of me? These thoughts are empty pews of memories waiting for a prayer soft enough to fill the floor with a color that doesn’t reflect a threaded collar. Aquarius: Sometimes I close my eyes just to see if you’re still there. Pisces: How long have you been looking at your hands, trying to remember what it feels like to hold something beautiful?

(via teacup13)

[zenotagz]

Addiction Have you ever had an epiphany? Something like a mental melodic symphony; As if bells of "i need it" beckoned thee... And redirected your conscience slowly. Only to project images to the brain that you'd often conjure and ponder. These little green trees, With crystal studded leaves.... You please needs, as life proceeds. We set fire to inhale thee, sweet nector from her sectors. That sweet THC. While propelling my psyche I think I might be, hypnotized. Or victimized, by her false facade. Criminal like Zod, She enslaved my mind Singling me out away from her Common workers but as bumble as she can bee. Clearly Mary was thing only thing ever good to me.

-SER |Shaquille E. Reid

[zenotagz]

Bank robbery. As fate contemplates, My spirit reciprocates; Swaying swiftly in circles, Like ice skaters doing figure eight's. At this rate I couldn't indicate, what decisions to make. Wether to bear this weight, Or to catch a break. I began to shake, because my palms are sweaty From holding this brand new thirty eight; Watch As I hold it steady To the temple of this featherweight. "See for heaven's sake, You lucky I wouldn't send you up with two bullets each eye"; That way you're wide awake When your sprit trancends. Just you wait, It'll rise like dead fish in Great Lake filled with your tears. It grinds my gears, When the this person's fear Pierces my ears. Agony screams, as I beat the dreams from their brain seams. The hilt of my gun gleams, Because of the dripping. Satin red streaks so there's no cripping. Only demands shouted to the power of ten. Who's alongside me to follow? My brethren or better kin. "NOW PUT THE MONEY IN THE BAG!!" QUICK!! HURRY UP!! I WONT REPEAT MYSELF ONCE AGAIN!!" The terror in her face gave me a slight grin. I grabbed her shirt Brought her in closer. I pushed up the barrel, right under her chin. Tears streamed down her face, Her makeup smeared. Her life abduction, should be the only thing she feared. Though my lackey stands clear, about 10 feet away. Then he aimed down his sights at me, as if he was gonna spray. My thoughts, now in a disarray; He shouts, "LET HER STAY!! THERES NO TIME TO PLAY!!" Simultaneously, hearing sirens coming this way. The screeching tires echoed About a block away. But we parked about a block to be safe. So out the back, through the alleys, We ran with 6 duffles filled to the brim. Collectively, 3 guys, So 2 bags belonged to him. 50 meters away from the van, We're running as fast as we can. The sirens off in the distance ceased, Everything is going according to plan. We arrive, Slide the van door open, Then my lackeys nose Is broken. As he falls to the floor a man, Gets out the van. Someone gets shot in the face. Blood and brain batter Exploded all over the place. Queasiness strikes my intestine, And my heart, fear infested. My inner thoughts race, As I think about the van being contested. Fear dissipates, Rage congregates, Then I let off a few rounds from the .38. The man drops, Then tires screech. It seems the police have reached. The intercom bellows, "FREEZE! HANDS IN THE AIR!" I looked down an noticed three bags gone. Life is so unfair.

-SER |Shaquille E Reid.

[zenotagz]

#Aries A pinching nerve. Oh, how severe. Though, this one Occurs when something is near. Sit back, Imagine. Then, Zoom in. "The sights are crystal clear". Take a deep breath, And realize what is fear. You don't. Realize that this "anxiety", Is a manifestation of your lack of self-acceptance. Embrace all possibilities, That lead to your desires; While inspiring those around you To keep your flame true. Then tackle every obstacle. Realize, life doesn't fear you.

-SER |Shaquille E Reid

[zenotagz]

Falling to fast As my adrenaline skyrockets, My palms sweat profusely. Telepathic audio clips play, While I sift through personalities to find what suits me. They say that there're plenty to of fish in the sea, So I avoid the bottom feeders. Yet I'm an angler, about as ugly as can be. Though all fish wander, Some swim too deep. I managed to scrape some of The common sheep. Slyly swimming swiftly Sleek, By producing a lumen ornament; I hypnotize the weak. Awestricken by the allure I use the light as a shield. Yet cloaked in darkness, Oh, what such a deadly weapon I yield; These are Examples of actions, Executed for meals. Like the ornament's prance, Or death's Dance. Incomes a new victim, If I wanna slay this hunger here's my chance. Have you ever heard the saying don't step into light? Swim too far, And you'll see these teeth tonight.

-SER Shaquille E. Reid

[zenotagz]

Missed Opportunities

Can a guy ever fantasize, Without being criticized? As he looks off at the distance, His goals are seemingly within reach. So he takes off, He sprinted. Funny because what he's after is really just a peach. His footsteps repeatedly replicate. His coordination? pristine. Faster and faster as he reciprocates, Lifting one foot, he leaped for his cuisine. The peach? Cliffhanging by a swift stem awaiting its savior. But then the wind blew, changing its behavior; the peach now dangles eccentrically, And the man you see... He missed a few meters. So he landed face first in the dirt So forcefully He slid into the tree. -SER |Shaquille E. Reid

[zenotagz]

As I sit where you once laid, My brain emits data streams. Multiple miniature color beams gleamed Across the blank space displaying a visual; Triggering a feeling so sensual, My mental reminisced of previous individuals. Though.... Evidently, none can compare. Her bed print's still tangible, And the pillows have a feint scent of her hair. It's like if I sleep here... I'll be jumping into a pool. Yes, Nose diving into revenant glass shards; the trip down memory lane is so cruel. Though the aroma of Strawberries and cream, still wreak the vicinity. I think the smell does something to me. It's takes one draw of breath for the tantalizing nerve to strike; daunting me to serve adversely. Now I've asked for mercy you see. What I got in return ? Cuts, 10 inches deep. So , yes. I took that dive. Now sleep deprived, Because the stench resides, Beneath my eyes when I close them. I choose not to expose them, to the lights that I sit next to when I put clothes on. Because when the beams from my mind reflect off the lights; A glimpse of you appears within sights. So I sit back and ask myself, "I'm hallucinating right?" Well I looked into her eyes. My insights gathered Helped me realize. I should've come to a compromise., With her star lit eyes.... What a memory. So many sadness cries, Forever etched as mysteries.

-SER |Shaquille E Reid

[zenotagz]

Ashen Memories

Lately I've been feeling complacent. As if I been looking through a glass, And the reflections televised Were actions fantasized. But I swear I've had these dreams in the past. The recollection of my psyche Presented vivid pictures slightly. Therefore I'm Unable to remember the specifics. Though the feeling of "I've done this before" Is a bit horrific. Actually, More traumatizing then a Kruger visit. Imagine, A piercing pain, similar to a gouging action. Or assassins, stripping veins, more like a purging faction. Because what lead to utter dissatisfaction, Was the messages conveyed. Similar to fractions, Bits of info scattered, Making no sense, Though dense I feel because, Once awoken the events don't exist. So I Ponder between thoughts, Like which spliff did I missed, Then Thoughts blow like bubbles only to pop into a mist. Immense now, Because the past tense was condensed, though the suspense, kept my fist raised. Shadow boxing With dejavu though all punches thrown, just phase. It's rage bared an inferno intensity. Capable of torching everything within proximity; first I thought it was gimmicky . Then it proceeded to burn holes , in my memories; As if it was evidence From a murder scene Now writhed in flame. The clips were to "charred" to claim. Then time progresses You get "live" action, Then you think back Askin How cloud this happen? -SER Shaquille Everton Reid.

[infinitepocket]

death from within such is thee is to stare at the banquet of death into the eyes of the immortal rider . kisses of roses upon the dead i lay but wilted asleep in a eternal slumber. the valley’s of my thoughts were nothing more then a dream. a conjured ideal a shadow lucidly slipping into the subconscious stream. ghostly I’m bound to the unseen tethered to the vacant tufts of phantom world . between the breathing oceans and empty fields i reside. with the convergence of two minds. i merged my spirits within the strides of time gently swirling into the rift of season’s an autumn leaf drifts into winters grief falling down into the crimson tears of the summer rain. cursed with eternal pain I’m numb , cold and insane now hallowed i walk through the walls of your thoughts becoming the silhouette of the forgotten . the tree of life that once bared its fruits now bares the dead and rotten . JLC #poetry #alone inside .

(via infinitepocket)

[zenotagz]

Echo Typical yet cynical Stress powers forward Like a drunk, After a shot from his cylindrical. That liquid confidence that’ll leave you “mystikal”(rapper), belligerent, yet touchy. But monthly, I wonder what makes me comfy. Money?Or maybe a “honey”? And I don’t mean the stuff that bees make. My fists shake, Because her presence alleviates. Well, at least I appreciate the thought of what she might be like. Lucid thoughts crowd my mental, when near the cloned Aphrodite. Resulting in lucid paralysis; Something similar to stage fright. So would the make her medusa? Gruesome to think…. but I think in need a shrink. Because every time I blink I see snapshots; which is why I spill this ink. An echo of a memory, But far more complex than you think. It’s like her face was tattooed to my eyelids… The thought of her resonates daily. Doesn’t matter the cost, I just want her as my lady. As often that she’s seen, You’d think I’d come clean. But even in this dream, things aren’t easy as it seems.

SER |Shaquille E. Reid

[4jmo4]

found in the Ripples Matter condensed becomes hard and smooth The same is said of the heart Once tempered protected it may portray So smooth nothing can confirm to its solidity Emotions, thoughts an actions roll off Like water on a polished stone Skipping across a pond Paying no attention to the ripples left beyond protected from yourselves The same as everyone else Soften your blows Lay off your bellows Then you’re heart fellows Salty then sweet Is when you’re heart begins to meet The spirit that was left In the shadows of a ripple

JMO #poetry (via 4jmo4)

[zenotagz]

Online dating.

Maybe you can tell me. Maybe you can tell why am I here? And I don’t me “here” as in this app, Or whatever you wanna call it. Because TBH it’s bullshit and full of fake faces. Digital. None physical. Critical, because catfish are real. Picture though….. He’s turning into she’s. But perception is a mofo when she’s on her knees. Jeez…. None of these. I want real. The type of real that’d make you rob and steal. That type of real where she can read you like an open book. And recite the info…… Like it was a dozen notes that she took. Now, that’s never happened to me lol before you overlook. But I am interested in you…. see it’s time I took. But really what I attracted me to you was the eyes. Lol your look. See I’m a sucker for pretty eyes, My attention was stolen, and you the crook.

-SER |Shaquille E Reid.

[zenotagz]

Betrayal Deadly, yet heavenly. Her touch presumed delicately. Over a duration of time steadily, I grew finicky attentively. Simply to see, if the new texture in my skin was a formality. Though it was Goosebumps in reality. My skin grew rigid dramatically, Like a “scraped-healed” scab on the knee. Glad to see, she wanted it all from me. So we, Proceeded with the savagery. enticing moans pierced the moon where we, Defied gravity. until she fell sound asleep, Now she counts thousands of sheep. Warm to see the happiness in she, As if nothing could disturb her Serenity. Until the moment she broke silence whispering “He”. Who wasn’t me. So I started questioning thee… Who the fuck is he? Ping! Ping! Goes her phone “Did that just ring” “Ring ring” it goes. “should I look and see”? I pulled back that scab on the knee, the pain sprung rapidly. My whole world crashed in front of me, The situation changed drastically. Married for two years, and this is the thanks for me? See…. this cannot be. Magically, A plot came to me. So I tied her up, Blindfolded, then gaged, Until she screamed for me. Evil whispers Echoing, no Bellowing like monkeys throwing poo, Screaming fu** you! All in tuned to a sweet serenade, To delete you from existence. In an instant. This was power that betrayal gave.

SER |Shaquille E. Reid

[zenotagz]

Love Women. Beauty as we speak? An interpretation of a self proclaimed entity. With no other motive than to make "your" world a living nightmare. Truthfully, The most beautiful women go through "hell" everyday. You gotta fix your hair, makeup, and find the perfect outfit to keep your composure from all the negativity that lurks around every corner. For that I appreciate you. I appreciate the air I breathe, The life I live, And the pleasure summoned when paths are crossed. There are an infinite amount of ways to say I love but I'll keep it simple.

-SER Shaquille E Reid.