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  • danielpobz 30w

    A LIFETIME AGO

    I’ve done some cringey shit within my lifetime, at one time I
    Couldn’t believe how bad I wanted to have five likes
    Got obsessed with bands and all these rock star hype
    It’s so hard for me to fathom this was once my life

    Now near the finish line, they think of me as psychotic
    Just because I don’t wander in things that are problematic
    I’m diabolic with life plans, I’m enegmatic
    I’m energetic, and I don’t relish in sweet moments like a diabetic

    Working hard, trying to find my redemption
    For times that were lost like a maze in a haunted mansion
    I’m driven and accelerating towards the peak of my story
    I just wanna earn my flowers and plant a flag for my territory

    And if there’s something that I can’t afford
    It’s to buy too many coffers like a compulsive hoard
    I’ll take my chances and pave my way
    One thing’s for sure, it’s my way or the highway

    END

    #ALifetime #pod

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    A LIFETIME

    Working hard, trying to find my redemption
    For times that were lost like a maze in a haunted mansion
    I’m driven and accelerating towards the peak of my story
    I just wanna earn my flowers and plant a flag for my territory
    ©danielpobz

  • danielpobz 30w

    IS THIS THE END?

    I find myself sitting underneath a filled up tub
    Waiting for someone, waiting for some love
    Feel the weight of the water rushing through my blood
    Hit the rock at the bottom, yeah you could hear the thud

    You could never believe though how strong I can be
    As the world kept spinning through the water above me
    My lungs quit working, but my gills kept growing
    I guess there's no stopping, I'ma find a way to breathe

    Sometimes the world becomes just too bright to be
    But then I find that I don't need my own brown eyes to see
    Like when there's a war, there's a fight
    When there's a kid, there's a might
    When there's a wrong, there's a right
    And when there's a bark, there's a bite

    It's like a model, a system of certain uncertainty
    You think you'd know what you know
    Then what you know is not meant to be
    Like am I here, or am I there? is it life, or is it fair?
    Do we die or are we spared? Are we torn, or do we tear?
    Do we leave to a place
    Where there's gold and where there's grace?
    Is it past all the skies? Is it past all the space?
    Does it look all the same? Is it a copy, then a paste?
    When we know what we face, is it a walk or a race?

    I catch myself staring right into my head
    Wanting all the answers, I'll break before I'll bend
    I'll give it one more try, a last question that I'll send
    Is this the start of living, or is this the end?

    I feel the salt in my wounds but it doesn't break me down
    Looks like this world has become an enormous lost and found
    I'll never give up my right, I deserve to dictate how I sound
    Cause this is my freedom, my town, my kingdom, my crown

    So at the bottom of the tub, still laying down like in my bed
    The water like a casket, still covering up my head
    I figure out the answer to the thoughts my mind has said
    You don't have to find out that you're dying
    To realize that you're not dead

    END

    #IsThisTheEnd? #pod

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    IS THIS THE END?

    I feel the salt in my wounds but it doesn't break me down
    Looks like this world has become an enormous lost and found
    I'll never give up my right, I deserve to dictate how I sound
    Cause this is my freedom, my town, my kingdom, my crown

    I catch myself staring right into my head
    Wanting all the answers, I'll break before I'll bend
    I'll give it one more try, a last question that I'll send

  • danielpobz 53w

    WHAT IS POETRY TO ME?

    What does it mean to be a part of this culture?
    How we can mold words, then we call it a sculpture
    Over the years, the same statue might hardly be noticed
    But it's still considered art even if it's partially broken

    But as a poet, it's apparent, if we don't repair it, they will break it down
    We can't compare to what our predecessors did to what we're making now
    But hear me out
    If we don't care about the history of poetry
    That's like running a hundred laps on the track with no pit-stop

    We got a lot of poets in the list; from Shakespeare, Edgar Allen Poe, now who's next?
    Most poets nowadays are like streams but no views
    They are unmotivated, lifeless, like they got nothing to lose
    They have no substance, they only care about cigarettes and booze

    Poetry to me is more than picking up a pen
    It's more of using your voice when you're picking up a friend
    It's more of a way of life, less of being just a trend
    It's not an age, it's not a shape, it's not the color of your skin

    This is literature, and it's supposed to be right
    What other genre of art grips your heart air-tight?
    Songs are more appreciated and writers don't sell
    Songs are poetry with a melody, how can you not tell?

    Poetry to me is like water to an octopus
    Like a strip club to a stripper grinding on the pole just to pop the puss
    I'm like a doctor, the way I deliver verses
    If you want to bring your son (sun) to the surface
    Then you got to push

    Now, if this verse is broken down, summarized (summer rise), I summon gods
    I bring back the dead, and some will rise
    And some disguised themselves in a crowd that you can't see
    But I am poetry, and poetry is me.

    END

    #pod #Whatispoetry?

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    WHAT IS POETRY TO ME?

    What does it mean to be a part of this culture?
    How we can mold words, then we call it a sculpture
    Over the years, the same statue might hardly be noticed
    But it's still considered art even if it's partially broken

    But as a poet, it's apparent, if we don't repair it, they will break it down
    We can't compare to what our predecessors did to what we're making now
    But hear me out
    If we don't care about the history of poetry
    That's like running a hundred laps on the track with no pit-stop
    ©danielpobz

  • danielpobz 57w

    NOT LIKE YOU

    And I'm at war with myself simultaneously
    Soaked from all of the clouds and rain above me
    'Til my world becomes a storm drain and floods deep
    Fuck every one of you lames who judge me
    You be making sure that my image painted ugly
    Thanks for nothing, rage is bubbling, veins are busting
    Maybe your bitterness is the case, it must be

    I don't really deal with the soft type
    Brace the wrath, you about to feel when the boss strikes
    Take the path opposite of here where the fog lies
    Or you could be put in a situation and call Christ

    Lord Jesus, war seems to soar deep
    Towards a force that's more pleasing
    More dudes, more reasons
    To let the animal go that's inside of me when I roar

    Please, just don't get caught up in this chaos
    If ever you see me pissed as fuck, then just lay off
    The high road trips are rough and I may not
    I'm a bit of a prick, a chump, a dick, ain't I?
    I ain't tryna diss you punks on my day off
    Y'all fuckers interrupting my seance
    Listen, I'm the missing puzzle piece, bitch quit buggin' me
    I'm sick as fuck with these crayons

    END

    #NotLikeYou

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    NOT LIKE YOU

    And I'm at war with myself simultaneously
    Soaked from all of the clouds and rain above me
    'Til my world becomes a storm drain and floods deep
    ©danielpobz

  • danielpobz 65w

    THE HILLS HAVE EYES

    Said you want a little company
    And I love it cause the thrill's cheap
    Said you left him for good this time
    Still if he knew I was here, he'd wanna kill me

    But it's time you met the real me, filthy
    But wasn't always, will be
    Your pill refill and I'll still be
    Your addiction, you can touch a prescription, but don't fill me

    I let you see my dark side, but like a mic check, you got one too
    So when the sparks fly, we hit the flight deck and got sprung, pew
    Like an ejector seat, from an F-15
    But tonight we don't need those pills, just the effects of each other
    But we gon' film cause I will want your ex to see

    And every time he hurt you, I heard you
    Your shoulder to cry on
    And I'll be damned if I weren't who you turned to
    You said he drove you to my arms
    But don't you know, remember when I told you
    I would never let down my guard
    And I hope you feel like dirt when I hoe'd you
    Cause is it really over?

    But you just want a little company
    And you just really wanna thrill seek
    Said you left him for good this time
    Bullshit, what your friends do, spill beans?

    Or you just wanna be guilt free and still creep
    But these hills see, from that POV
    We can touch but the only way you'll film me
    Is with a camera, feel me?

    You're nothing but a barfly
    You got your sights set on the one who you run to
    But I'm a far cry from what you might get, if we come true

    So keep texting me, but at night, if you seek those thrills
    What I expect to be?
    Cause if you cheat on him just means I will be the next to be
    Your ex, so no complexities, just sex
    And don't lecture me, just accept that...

    These hills have eyes

    END

    #pod #TheHillsHaveEyes👀

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    THE HILLS HAVE EYES

    I let you see my dark side, but like a mic check, you got one too
    So when the sparks fly, we hit the flight deck and got sprung, pew
    Like an ejector seat, from an F-15
    But tonight we don't need those pills, just the effects of each other
    But we gon' film cause I will want your ex to see
    ©danielpobz

  • danielpobz 65w

    Chess not Checkers

    Yeah, rest assured
    The best is here in the flesh, and that's for sure
    The rest should wear 'em a vest, I'm set for war, idiot press record
    I send bitches to address the Lord

    Same flow that put your neck to sword
    The same flow that just undressed your whore
    Takeover, you prick, check the score
    This is chess, not checkers, better check your board

    Who gave the world more fire but got less reward?
    No stress, my only guess is that less is more, more or less
    Hundred G's in my dresser drawer, I'm blessed

    Hope IRS don't arrest me for it, I'm new to it
    My new crib got the Time Square view to it
    While two bitches lay in my bed, I'm used to it
    That's your best friend givin' me head, now you do it

    See, mami? It's not so weird
    After I hit, I cut you off like Picasso ear
    Van Gogh or whoever, Goddamn, Dan, you're too clever
    Like a fucking James Brown sample, you're two-ever
    Times two, that's forever, more treble
    Meanin' more high-end shit on your level
    Put the fear of God in pussies, I'm pure Devil

    Walkin' contradiction, my description
    Off the top, magician, compositions nonfiction
    Shitted in the competitions
    Saturdays, a man used to mow lawns,
    Nowadays a guy be eatin' prawns

    Dan World, don't mistake it for a sinus—
    Infection, at this point, I'm just flexin'
    God is next in line, and the test is time

    Play the game right, he gon' rest his mom
    In the sands of Sudan where she rest her mind
    And find peace, 'cause her son'll be fine
    He got the city on his back, and I got him on mine

    You think I'm lyin'? Shit, step one: got the 'Ville on map
    Shit I predicted in my lines, I done did all that
    Next, please, eat writers, mm, check please
    Here's a tip while bitches grip my testes
    You wan' shoot? Then shoot, don't play with me

    END
    #pod

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    CHESS NOT CHECKERS

    Same flow that put your neck to sword
    The same flow that just undressed your whore
    Takeover, you prick, check the score
    This is chess, not checkers, better check your board

    ©danielpobz

  • danielpobz 71w

    MAN OF THE HOUSE

    Ever since I was young, all the doubt came from my mind
    Gotta stay on my grind, can't pay it no mind
    I just gotta keep slaying every page, every rhyme
    Any day, any time, like I spray with a Nine

    Go insane it's a sign,
    cause every time I spit, I got it
    So if I slip, no problem, it's only right they think I hit that bottom
    Cause I came from behind

    And now I'm chilling with some very fine bitches and they mad
    Cause they figured it is bed time
    Giving me a headache like I'm sipping on some red wine
    Gotta kill bars, cause I feel I got a deadline

    Get it, dead line? Wait I can't just stop
    Not even if my face got rocked or my brains got shot
    Cause every time they think I'm going down
    I surprise them and I peak like it's GameStop stocks

    I just feel like every other man keeps ripping it
    And I don't even know if anybody's reading this
    But in doubt I just keep killing it
    Cause when defeat seems imminent I reach pinnacles

    Every time I'm looking at myself and I doubt
    I'm thinking "goddamit I'm out"
    Some people appreciate my work ups
    I guess that's what the fans are about

    So I gotta just stand and be proud, can't stay on the ground
    Can't let the family down
    They say this game is my new home, well
    I'm guessing I'm the man of the house

    END

    #ManOfTheHouse #pod

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    MAN OF THE HOUSE

    Every time I'm looking at myself and I doubt
    I'm thinking "goddamit I'm out"
    Some people appreciate my work ups
    I guess that's what the fans are about

    So I gotta just stand and be proud, can't stay on the ground
    Can't let the family down
    They say this game is my new home, well
    I'm guessing I'm the man of the house
    ©danielpobz

  • danielpobz 71w

    I hope all of you are doing a lot better. There are bright skies ahead. #MentalHealth #pod

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    BRIGHT SKIES

    Your mind is like the sky, and depression is a cloud.

    The cloud cannot exist without the sky, but the sky can continue to exist without the clouds.

    The clouds will pass.
    ©danielpobz

  • danielpobz 71w

    JUST LIKE YOU

    It's strange the way the mind can wander but also stop to gossip
    And chat with memories that you and me aren't really fond of
    Maybe you're out to find love, maybe you lost who you were
    Maybe you're just like me and feel the need to stay in your rut

    'Cause if you left it, you might feel like you're no longer you
    It's so impressive, the way the mind can play with the truth
    It's interesting, that nobody can walk in your shoes
    But still relate and feel the same so in a way, guess we do

    You ever think about what it would be like
    If the clouds were gone and you could see light
    If the door was open would you take flight
    Or just close the curtains up and stay inside

    Take a walk with me
    Take a risk with me
    I'm scared too and it gets so tempting
    When you're so empty

    To disown everything you hold
    Dearly, when you know
    Clearly, You've been so
    Buried, in your own
    Fairy Tale

    The soul's tearing bunch of holes in me
    I relate to it
    But in case you been thinking,
    No one does

    Here's a great theory, throw a Hail Mary
    Let your mind fly, could be so scary
    Make your faith vary, feel the pain glaring
    But the weight carried, ain't in vain you hear me?

    So often I feel desperate, I think my heart's infected
    How about yours? Well, I guess if
    You feel the best when your life is hectic, you might be destined
    To stay defective, so join the club, it ain't that hard to get in

    It's hard to leave though, look at the guest list
    I bet that your name is on it, don't believe me? Check it
    See dead ends in life we come to tend to raise some questions
    Know that your feelings might give wrong directions

    Infested with failures that makes you feel dated
    Old and forgotten, but what would you say if I told you that there was some hope we could make it?
    I know what you're thinking, I'm thinking it too
    Could you really improve and be something worth saving?

    See, I could pretend like I have all the answers, but none of us do
    It’s the reason we battle, convincing yourself that you
    Don't really matter is like feeding a cancer and letting it travel to every part of you
    Don’t worry, ‘cause there are hundreds of us like you

    Everybody falls sometimes
    Just remember that that's alright
    It's the rainy days that give us love for the sun
    And if it isn't, I guess I'll be fine believing it does

    It’s the lows in life that make you cherish the highs
    And if isn't, I guess I'll be fine believing a lie
    But be true to you and everything will follow through
    Embrace the pain and you will pull through

    Just in case my car goes off the highway
    Or the plane that I get on decides that it's my last day
    I want you to know when you're alone and you feel afraid
    You're not the only person in the world that isn't okay

    There’s millions of us just like you

    END
    #JustLikeYou
    My inspiration for this poem is that dog in the picture.

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    JUST LIKE YOU

    Just in case my car goes off the highway
    Or the plane that I get on decides that it's my last day
    I want you to know when you're alone and you feel afraid
    You're not the only person in the world that isn't okay
    ©danielpobz

  • danielpobz 72w

    DRIFTING

    Drifting, letting my mind wander off and then
    Listening, to unfamiliar thoughts as I stroke the pen
    Slipping, a number of opportunities through my fingertips
    Remembering, making a list of all my failed attempts

    Running out of space again
    It ain’t the pad or the empty room I’m in
    Running in place but I’m out of my element
    Making peace with my demons yet I’m still in this predicament

    If healing makes you stronger, I’m the weakest
    It’s not a secret that I’m a puzzle and I have a lot of missing pieces
    Searching beneath these waters the answers I can’t seem to reach though
    Grab the needle and shoot reminders in my veins that people will perpetually leave you

    Lots of gossip, I’ve been watching you
    On how you talk to yourself is rude
    Drifting, I’m in the same boat as you
    Sinking, dreaming, screaming for some truth

    My escalator’s broke, I’m taking the stairs I guess
    Climb until I’m out of breath, questioning my every step
    My train of thought is leading me to different tracks
    Positive that where I’m at is not where I should stay and that’s facts

    Told yourself look into the mirror and say I love you
    Convinced yourself that no one in the world would ever want to
    Drifting by the people that have been there to support you from the get go
    You can’t ever commit to anyone coz you can’t even grab ahold of you

    I see you in the distance asking me why I’m so distant
    I’m convicted, I’m convinced that I predict that all my wishes on my wish list
    Won’t be heard cause I’m so committed
    To the lie that feeling safe is unrealistic

    Ignorant to my ignorance, tell me I’m worth it God
    Give me the faith to rise up and help me diversify
    To slowly drift forward, immersed in my belligerence, amplified
    The feelings and words collide, intensified

    Every impotent moment debated can trigger it
    I stamp it in my mind that I’m different
    By living a life deprived, I’d rather be burned alive
    Than go back to thinking that I’m insignificant

    END

    #Drifting #pod

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    DRIFTING

    Drifting, letting my mind wander off and then
    Listening, to unfamiliar thoughts as I stroke the pen
    Slipping, a number of opportunities through my fingertips
    Remembering, making a list of all my failed attempts
    ©danielpobz