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jude-thedude98 · 3 months
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If eggs were benedict would they be Arnold too?
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jude-thedude98 · 4 months
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I need chapter ideas for a poem book called the class of life.
High school to college to life school
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jude-thedude98 · 5 months
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Sometimes...
leaving things broke is the way to fix it when they say the saying if it ain't broke don't fix it
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jude-thedude98 · 5 months
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Miss me
Armstrong bracelet wristlings
Though don't slit me
When you take off
-
From me
-
I too still am human being
Bein so
I have feelings hold
The thought of how I look
My brain my body
An earthquake a shook
Tell me
What is a milkshake called after being shaken by earthquake
Take
A moment...
Still a milkshake.
The funny is even in an earthquake
A milkshake
Can remain still.
So Peace Be Still Littleone
The missing of miss mes
Still sting like aftershock memories
Brain rattled
Body saddled
Strapped for battle
Wars of zones
Rynzone
Schizo cyclones
Cy clops
Chancla sandal flip flop
Back to the tippy tippy tippy top
Miss me
The real gold I am
These
Armstrong bracelets got new name up dere
Ryan
BlackOut's the name
We Rollin Cocoa Diamond's
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jude-thedude98 · 5 months
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I wanna be called and checked on for once.
I thank those who do the unfortunate however is the love my heart once wanted is no longer.
My heart tells me it is time to move on. Shut doors
Closed floors.
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jude-thedude98 · 1 year
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Maybe flowers were meant to be smelled and not plucked
Maybe flowers were meant to be stepped on and not smelled
Maybe flowers weren't meant to be planted
Maybe you weren't meant to be trusted
Maybe you were only meant to be enough is enough
The last line before breaking points
Maybe secrets were supposed to be kept in society's of mouths ashamed to be with me
Afraid to say I love you
As if the very words don't taste like raw throw up I choke on every time
Every time I know I dry Heaven at the thought of not receiving the thought back
Reciprocation a feeling we feel we should receive
But if a flower is poorly born maybe it's best that you let it whither away and die
Instead of awesome, I's, wishes, and cries.
Unforgettable by Jude Poetall
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jude-thedude98 · 1 year
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Every with an A
You excite me
Ignite me
You make my heart skip
Make me uncontrollably psst gas
Stations of nervousness
Bitten back panjc
You make me go manjc
Insane
Is how I feel when you're away
But not in any way of harm
Self or otherwise
Otherwords
I feel fluttered birdsbutterflies crawling jlup my back
Ladybug sirring my crack
That's lucky, right?
Well you are my lucm a 7 in a row
And eleven in crap
I don't know how to explain you or my feelings for you
So and but I'll try
The finger Cuffs we used to ay
To softly touch to make sure each other was alright
In a still night
We made sure each other was alrigjt
Holding close to keep from warm hearts going cold
Because even though we know
We love each other
It wasn't enough for us to love each other just as brothers
No need to explain
You know what I mean
Forbidden by fruit as sweet as a hairless peach
Each day we grew closer
Until wrestling thoughts put us in a sleeper hold as if we were supposed to
Separate.
An old tea her of mine would say
Rest in peace to the flings we have for each other
Not dead
Still alive
Subtly waiting with my arms open wide
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jude-thedude98 · 1 year
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Freewritestyle by Mr. PoetAll
Maybe it's time to think extreme
The Last Olympians
Rick Riordan's
Next book
Percy Jackson The Extremist
Np longer taking time for the steam sense
Game cards to Believe it
Bpiling over is explanations
Segregations
Demigods n monsters
Fighting allegations
We fight against those who fight against us
If not for us then against ue
That's a spiritual Sense
Change back
To who we used to
Say that
We are
Clean yourself up
A peaceful bar
Dove into irish springs
You always inspire me @jonaswpoetry , @emijott
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jude-thedude98 · 1 year
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I fold you I'm a lyricist
Ima start wit using the eeriest (lakes)
Thid my Pride Friendly Q&A so no jeed to get deliri9us about my Queeriest
Since ima poet
Ima use this keyboard clickin
As my Instruments
Laffy taffy strugglin
Serious
I stay in busy ness
But I don't ever forget
Yall rappers sound the same - all I hear is crinkle crinkle kid
Unfold yo mouths n stop talkin nonsense
Sex drugs and violence
How bout choose different options
Mushmouth talkin
Passin me off havin no bear necessities
In the Mirror Naked BaLOOnin
Feel like I gotta spell this out like Gwen Stefani did
But this ain't no spellin contest
Even if it was yall ain't hearin it
(Well) Ya better believe it bit
By bit I'm wood choppin this
Tree down but it ain't go in quiet
Title of this one is Forest of Pages
And somebody please tell me why the tree remembers the pain but the axe always forgets
Mm, I'm deep divin
These c's better 3's PO - Post Office Kid
Here's your food delivery with tip
No ding dong ditchin straight door dashin
I been called like a Mormon
So let this be my voice-mail answerin
I'll leave messages
Lyrical inclinations
Brain gamin
Fundamentalist
Gotta sweet Toth for some Eminems
But ima Skittlez kid
This rainbow I give you for free tastin
I got you wrappers usin my lines like I fundipped them
N that's right I spelled rappers wit incorrection
I would have spelled in proper tense
But three u's spells unsatisfaction (and that's an ass whippin)
Unless you flip them
Then it's a cursive m
You see how I swerve on them
I use homonyms
Like would flip the three u's then what you got old wit an m
That's mold. That means yalls rhymes is rotten
My Forest of Pages
These are my Woodlands
Lines so sharp I'm paper cuttin
But I ain't parkin linkin
But I do ride Lincoln
I'm Abe Honestin
These folk got amnesia senses
They became a lil independent
N forgot about the kid
That's child abandonment
But I'm kiddin n playin
Nah I'm lyin
I been Hypin 1988 since
Everyone seems to forget the establishment
April consumation
January baby out the womb in
To the world I'm settin
The foundation
I'm gon be Bob the Builder n Fix This Glitch
I'm talkin architectural draftin
Rebuildin
New alignments
Since a lines meant
To grow straight in
Stop the curbin
These entusiastics
Has caused drastics
Changes
Wit strangers
Will Robinson's in danger
I can feed a man fish but he won't exchange it
Fishin for powerlines like an att temp kid
I think I lost you no significance
Yall folk focusin
On bars but not rememberin
That's what they capture us jn
Oooh n I know that was whitey tighty cleanin
Under wherein
Do these lines come from? I got you limboin
N it's later than it is early so I'm limo stretchin
Provin points like Nemo, hope you can find it
But I'm missin?
Nah yall jus Coralin
That means you Miss in
This movie mission
Dead to me so go ahead n get the gettin
You invisible always callin
Everythin
Impossible visions
Don't happen without envisions
That means the dreams have to be workin
My girl Cocoa got me though like the temptations
N i'm tempted
To end it (all)
But not for me cause I only lyrically do the killin
But for you cents you already silent
But got pennies to say for my thoughts n I ain't price shift
Gears cause haters lookin
For lingerin
Well here's Victoria's secret
Too many people finger pointin
Uncle Sammin'
Pointless.
Oops I think you missed it
See these lines be wavin
Right over your craniums
I use letters like planes so I can get fly with
A trivia crack word high with
Oscillatin fan whisk
That's a princess bride hi grip
This that baseball uniform needs laundry detergent
Crowd tidal wavin
As I slide in
Home basement
To be used for hide and seekin
N since I'm a wordsmith
N I don't boast my confidence (enough)
I'm going to let these statements get foolish
Get stupid
Get ignit
Use my noodle pit
From my Eastside and my Westside connections
Drink grabbin
Ice cube in
My ice t since it's 6 in the mornin
I'll bring out my toolkit
Use the tools I'm cool wit
Tried to screwdriver me but I got my monkeywrench
If you don't know me by now I'm Mc hammer quick
Yall know yall can't touch this
I'm simply red lovin
I'm too sexy for this album I'm right said Fredin
Family Guyin
Couldn't catch these lines if you were Frank or Wes Welker in the Dolphins
Kermit the frog herein
Large egos like stewie's head and little balls like Peter griffin
But you dogs wanna a bonin?
Thinkin cause you speaking like Brian
You get the cool whip
But yall jus cool whipped
N when it comes to the appeal of whippin
You babyfaces be screamin no i dont do bdsmin
But thats cool tho I don't fool wit
Whippets
I only wip it out when it calls for progression
And that's a work in
Gutter bowlin
No strikin
Lines as magnetic as lighnin
Uneven slices
Mathematical dices
3.14159 is
Rhymes unendin
I got people pinin (for more)
Sayin please baby please give me one mo hittin
But I ain't no Ike n
Tina down the river rollin
Tho i know yall teenin for the classics
Like I'm DeVante, K-Ci, Joel, & Dalvin
I get so sick
Pf the same songs playin
I swear it's like the universe be all 4 one against this movement
I'm quite feverish
But even at 19 I knew I was covid
Rhymes so ill they the deadliest
Catchin bullets
Rush hour bloopin
Guess I gotta dumb it down n get the stoopin
Folks out here gettin
Caught by the same old Charlie Brown football (Lucy) smokin
I love - they thought I said loosely
But I'm usually
Not a cannon but this BlackOutProduction
Got me up in amazement
In the first revision
It was 4:30 somethin
N I can burn these fumes till the word count is empty
I'm gettin itchy
You buggers buggin me
But I guess it's true what they say isn't it
It's a bug's life so you should expect some stingin
But I'm floatin
Like a butter flyin
Smoother than a criminal an I ain't lyin
I may got the eye of the tiger but I got the roarin mane of a lion
Damn does it stink in here oh no wait that's jus my dragons breath - I'm spittin hot fire
Wired like a secret agent
Create Success Investigation
These criminal minds
Are lyrical ties
To dress you up n get ready for I's
I pledge allegiances
I do marry you death do us part tills
Stills in I's
Like I's solemnly swear that I am up to semicolons
No good riddance
From first to last
Again I am a lyricist
I will use my two arms to strum my pain with this stringed instrument
This kyre its jus
My Greek Day of recognitions
Oops my Green day
I'll be captain planet
Savin the earth will be one of my serenist moments
Altoid break in
Playin linemen tic tac toe in poundin offense
Hashtaggin defense
Somebody please wake me up when September ends
Cause you family guys are still wishin I loop a line for cool whip again
Please cool it now then
Make sure you call me the new Indiana Jones wit the cool whippin sense
Tomb raidin jt
Why is it people will sign their name next to an X for treasure huntin
But won't walk the plank to sign next to the X line of friendship
Diggin up artifacts that's ancient
Has your cookie dipped in yet?
I'm thick in the thinnin of LeBron James' hair ulignment
n if you already know that you can't have pie without cool whip
Why'd you make me flip it
I guess it's cause the u n on top of each other is in perfect alignment
On this track I'm racin
I'm only speakin one thing about equation
And that's The United Nations.
(Emphasis on the H'in)
Forest of Pages (Sounds of The Great Lakes)
By Mr. PoetAll
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jude-thedude98 · 1 year
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Mr. PoetAll is Back At It with Season 3 / Week 1 Episodes 1-5 on Spotify for Podcasters / Spotify !
NEW SEASON!
NEW SCHEDULE!
NEW STYLE!
Week 1 = Mental Health!
Ep.1 - Monday March 12. 2023
https://anchor.fm/mrpoetall/episodes/Back-At-It--Feat--Nails-Zaniyack-e1usk6p
Ep.2 - Tuesday March 13. 2023
https://anchor.fm/mrpoetall/episodes/ImprompTuesday-1-e20dlmv
Ep.3 - Wednesday March 14. 2023
https://anchor.fm/mrpoetall/episodes/Wednesdays-Words-N2-Throwing-Back-Thursday-is--Better-Days-e20i3nf
Ep.4 - Thursday March 16. 2023
https://anchor.fm/mrpoetall/episodes/Throwing-Back-Thursday-N2-Floetry-Friday-e20jc61
Ep.5 - Friday March 17. 2023
https://anchor.fm/mrpoetall/episodes/Floetry-Friday-1-e20k6ea
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jude-thedude98 · 1 year
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Mr. O'Rion Rippington's Riptide
Don't wanna uncap the pen
The pen be mightier than the words
Sword so fiercely, magically clean it hurts to say the whole name
Rip-tides of water flowin' over my head right
Through the cable car the fray this sword wields still kills
Monsters who tried to befriend and eat me
Swoosh
Another one dead, ph well
This celestial bronze is a percy jackson mom's blue coated anything
A piece of home I keep close, so don't touch my pocketeses or you'll be experiencing
The wrath of God's
Greek chariots barreling down in mustang Sally's
Apollo's 13 year old self still looks older than Artemis and her hunters by their self
Try to set war on me?
I'm tighter than titans teens pulled from Ares magazines
New York times showing things that I thought you heard from the grapevine
Dionysus
Wine God sippin on diet coke
Or calypso
Teachin communication and healing like Hermes ju jitsu
No need to chase the wisdom
Annabeth and Athena already got the blueprints schematics planned out and defeated
Touching blue notes
Come see me in the underground
Labyrinth
Math width
Protractor protractin'
Absent
Down in the forges Hey Festus!
Happy the dragon by Leo Valdez of Hephaestus
Chest to chest with Aphrodite
Love my valentining
We all, like Piper McLean and Selena Beauregard pineing
Love striking
They say it don't twice
Zeus lightning
Can't fight me
I'm part of the big three
Holy trinity
This my house of hades
And my Mount Olympus
Gay Pride like Nico brown Hazel but I'm still deep though
A lil king of the underworld a lil king of the mainstream
Poseidon with the triton
Seafoam rise up
Pegasi fly up!
Call Blackjack when you need a favor
And he'll pull up
Wait while I tend the fire
Hestia
Didn't your mother ever tell you not to get next to ya
Flame
Retardants
Come bombarding my city
I'll hit you with the grace of Jason and Thalia
And in case you thank that's not enough
Following ya
Will be two satyrs: one Glees9n, one Grover
A cyclops named Tyson who can AND will roll you over
A wooden plank to short to fuse from my man Zhang Frank
And frankly that should be enough
But my Mrs. O'Leary is teary eyed if I don't take her on the ride
So come try to take a bite out of this crime
Hellhound! Sick em!
Raisin' wild flowers like Demeter
This my pen's call of the wild, Pan
So don't sleep on me hypnosis
Or I promise I'll unleash The Mother Wrath of Hera
I'm half Mr. Alias Nightmare / M.A.N.
And half demisexual demigod
Hm, how kind of odd?
Call me Jude PoetAll
Lupe
Phillip, Fenix, Felix, or Felipe
A novelist I am, ots obvious
So I guess I'm Jarel with the dot
All alter egos on spot
That's why all I ever need is my Kid Ink
And I promise this imagination station will NEVER stop
So here I go
Until the next time I need to swing MY Riptide
Ima sign it with
The Last Olympian
@story.
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jude-thedude98 · 1 year
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I just want to serenade you with my sorries
Sorry that you're not the man I thought you had the plan
to promise lands of freedom
a kingdom of serenading to five reasons
twelve more than thirteen it's the reason NOT TO commit suicide
but homicidal I feel a grooms man bridal evening
believing you was my own treason.
You left me freezing in a warm summer's day.
And some say, I shouldn't be this way
but what if (and this is ONLY TO challenge the brain)
what if this IS the way that I NEED TO BE in order
for me to get to THE WAY that I'm SUPPOSED TO BE?
Hm, makes you think easily...
Perception is always PERCEIVING
and I'm RECEIVING "sorry notes" from you sorry ass breathers.
Sorry not sorry.
If you gonna come to me with an apology then say
I APOLOGIZE
then I can sincerelize
your feelings
ARE NOT
as important as MINE
but I WILL ALWAYS TRY
to sincerilize.
Sterilize,
clean myself up for your ditty eyes
and dirty minds.
Because mines will play tricks on you too.
Two late a m
four me to
zero end
on your flaws 2.
So I subtly set a penny for thoughs
who have lost a tooth...
sorry I'm not able to be the boyfriend you never thought I could be
sorry you never gave me a chance to be
sorry you never will wear big boy undies
swallow your pride
in your tummies
sorry this poems so long
oh wait no I'm not.
Sorry, Oh Wait : No, I'm Not! by Mr. PoetAll
Inspired by SELF-LOVE JOURNEY JOURNAL 2023 & by my new aid, Alexiss (who has already taught me to take care of myself just by allowing me to let her take care of me by cleaning and cooking. Making tea, and organizing my room). What a great start to a business relationship! Feb. 20 2023 - DREAMS DO COME TRUE!
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jude-thedude98 · 1 year
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I want you to walk away from, a traditional dead beat
I want you to stay away from me, even in my dreams
I see you killing me
But I cannot die
I am too real to sing
Freedom
Is what I sang for thee
But you a cagedbird stayed stuck and now you sing to me
I
A caged bird
All I sing is to be free
Which one of us need to let the other fly and be free
Sounds like the both of us
But hoe?
When none of us talk anymore
A Shawn Mendes Song I've Put To The Floor by Mr. PoetAll
Inspired by @that-poetic-disaster & @shawnmendes / @shawnmendesupdates / @shawnmendesofficial
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jude-thedude98 · 1 year
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When u were lonely
U called me
Wheni was lonely
I called u
We picked up for each other
Because when lonely hearts long for loving
The only thing they really need is acceptance and understanding
I understand u
N
U understand me
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jude-thedude98 · 1 year
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An Aquarius doesn't have to say "I promise" - we just do; and that withholds the "promise" you so desperately needed.
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jude-thedude98 · 1 year
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If I had the aftermath to add up the inhumanes after class it'd be more like subtract subtract.
Why do I do that?
Let you times my tabled only for you to feed me lies, flies, and fables?
A house with no cable is a y fight on an axis of ladles.
Graphing exes like they all came from Texas missing the one important thing to cut the bulls*it with axes and o's.
Hug me now or touch me don't.
Seems like the only math we can get write is speaking different love languages, not having history to change this s*it, not even having the elements to kickflip to chemist.
So we divide divide divide.
And all I can say is I tried I tried i tried.
But how true blue is this conquering feeling if I'm green sick of you and you are red Fury with me.
A mesh up of tie dyed throw up.
Up chuck the starter like the engine was made from bark or wood.
How much would could a woodchuck chuck?
Answer is never enough.
Cause if one plus one I'd tough and one times zero is rough then maybe two plus or times two can be the four to get people to the dance floor because it's so ruff, so tuff out here, baby!
Zapp the feelings and go home Roger
Why Exes Live In Texas by Mr. Poetall
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