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Fickle Fah

Tumo Hector Richard

Wrote this one out in the mountains of fear,

While Bigfoot bipolar held my mentals by the throat,

Buff leathers of perturbation I wear in this manic coat,

Spend my days down this creek of gleeful chuckles and vex tints

Wrote this coughing poem on an easel stronger than my bones complete

While my soul couldn’t sleep on this manic bedsheet,

Moot point reached when i fill the wrinkles of my brain with a sudden increase

Surging my head with a debate of past end feelings,

This manic epoch I hate whole heartedly,

No I love it,

A volatile man’s brain sits an uncharted sea

Euphoria in my blood streams leader to the gut of death or deed

Out of excuses for an erratic seed

Out of excuses for erratic exploitation that my partner seen,

Horticulture,field of truth on these pages evergreen

A capricious nature humbled on my teeth as a fickle fee

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A song from the bottom

Tumo Hector Richard

My entity decorated in vague feelings lately

Aches across my head to my eyes as I beg my pen lately

My eyes are rowing red ,my soul rots in distress lately

Spending a lot of time with people close minded

Thick mantles of fear concealing my vigours and my strengths lately,

My blood over-boiling with the stress,

I haven’t been myself maybe,

Everyday the fears just fatten in my health stately,

Tryna make the peace ,I’m fighting with myself daily,

My mothers trudging watering a great tree

Became the man I am at 11 years,

Wept with mama when my father chose to leave

Dishonesty covers his eyes,blinded keen for his son’s bleeding

And a father gets suprised by no words from a son,

When he cowers a sit with him,

When he sleeps besides fear on a bed of rue,

And a son feeds on a fruit of false truth,

The fatherless pained with dread and blew with daze

I write again I lost my youth at 11 years of age,

Steadily braided by dread and a soul benighted,

Only this book I tell my plights nobody like minded,

Proselytism at my desk ,fear had my eyes blinded,

I tend to miss a mother’s hug but still took a no cry vow

So I Hold a cacophony of feelings on my hands ,

My mother raised a man, whipped like a mule but still I stand,

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“SET OF SOLACE”

~Tumo Hector Richard

#photography

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I FEEL 2

Tumo Hector Richard

I feel Irresponsibility as I cannot find peace,

I tried to wake up, I am weak,

Peace I try to seek,

My soul tried to be meek,

I feel like this message I have to keep,

Everynight I sleep,I fantasize that it could be forever,

For my world is always dark with harsh rainy weather,

I feel like I'm loosing my patience,

I feel like I'm loosing creativity,

I feel like I'm eventually going to loose me,

I feel like in everything I do I seek love and obeisance,

I feel like these thoughts to my heart are sharp as a dart,

I feel like what's taking over me is the need of dirty plaisance,

I feel like my demise would restore peace in my heart

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Him(the loved one)

Tumo Hector Richard

No more I call it a relationship,

For you call when you need me to babysit,

This is the thanks you get,

When only by your mother you're fed,

A smile I display but madness in my head,

I bleed through these words but what will stop it is the truth,

What will stop it is a hug or one step to death,

My soul cant take the tears anymore but feel this any long,

Heal this raining and storms or suffer the thunders as punishment from God,

Give it and take it live worse than before with your absence to my heart acting as a sharp metal rod,

This poem is not a warning

As I wrote it with a cold heart but eventually it started warming,

This poem is alarming,

For you to wake up and slowly walk towards the light,

A light that cancels the darkness of pride,

A light that cancels the darkness of lacks,

A light that cancels an abusive side,

A light that cancels the spirit of not loving back,

But a light with rays that shine through your soul and effect a humble spirit,

A light with rays that shine through your soul and profit a respective self,

A light with rays that shine through your soul and effect an angel's visit

A light with rays that shine through your soul and profit a change in health

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I FEEL

Tumo Hector Richard

I feel like they are are dying,

Dying, being killed by pride,

I feel like the they forgot,

Forgot about the great prophet and who on his side,

I feel like the loved one is not loving back,

I feel like he is halting the family ties to an end,

I feel like no more he does not want to be a friend,

The thought of the desconsolate way of life the dark Star lives makes my soul descend,

I feel like we are miseducated,

For how they impart knowledge in us about the human body but not the human soul,

For how they impart knowledge in us about obtaining pelf but not knowledge about loving yourself,

The question is what causes loss of man-kind,

I feel like it is suicide not with a rope but with pride,

I feel like the loved one has pride,

I feel like his soul eventually going to die,

Through God I set him free for a better life

My thoughts can't be dealt with ignorance,

For they cause a lie,

For they cause poverty at times,

For they invite the devil in form of pride

Every night of my life I hold onto these cries,

But my brain noted that in pass of time the dark Star will shine,

I feel like prayer can start redempting,

I feel like the sons and daughters murdered by pride, from the dead they can start ascending,

I feel like soon enough the prophet and his angels will be landing,

I feel like all should be repenting

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Flowers On Another Grave

Tumo Hector Richard

Our friend is gone,

To our good lord he is gone ,

As I question God,

If Everyone I live for is being buried,

Why am I not,

My ears caught the news and my heart I called rock turned to floss,

Left in daze and numb with shock,

A spoiled day only with fog,

A scar left behind with pain as an acapella song,

Another question for God,

Why didn't you live he's life prolonged,

A greater future for he's seed he would have inforced,

But Who am I to question God,

But father we ask you to show remorse,

Everything happens for a because,

The serpent can never win ,inner me tells me we lost,

Through God I cancel even the thought of loss,

Through God I gain rigor and strength to endure and carry on

R.i.p Taylor

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WORDS OF MELANCHOLY

Tumo Hector Richard

Wiping my tears,

Full of confusion,

People shown affection cause this pollution,

I feel the mind and the heart breaking collusion,

The ink my pen bleeds represent communion,

No peace between the lev and the brain,

Overflow of tears in pain,

A world with no sunshine just thunder and rain,

A bright body with a dark soul,

For the loved one caused this stain

I reflect a sorry heart if it's retaliation,

I reflect a sorry Heart if it's punishment,

I reflect repention for sins,

For the loved one give me salty sweat down my skin,

Eyes blood red, Walking dead,

I'm the youngest old man,

But Hunting peace has led

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ROSTORY CHILD

Tumo Hector Richard

A young cub that dreams big,

That dreams of gold even if it means deeper he has to dig,

With a beautiful brain that births a meek spirit, intelligence and creativity,

With his arts he dreams of healing emotional and mental fatality, ROSTORY CHILD

A young cub that believes to roar one day,

A dark Star that believes to shine in a way,

The definition of life he speaks and say,

Through a beautiful and an artistic page,

He's pen bleeds beauty in form of pain,

He's heart speaks unity never rage,

Caterpillar turned to cocoon before he's peers,

Symbolism of a young cub that's god made,

A slave for happiness,

With mental gassiness,

A young cub with pride and sassiness,

Even with days in quite cul-de-sacs,

He still dreams of gloriness

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FATHER'S RUNE

Tumo hector Richard

The Leaders and pillars of family,

The piers and ushers of redemption,

A monarch that bring us through conception,

A father is a champion in my perception,

For my poetry session,

I'd like to show gratitude for every father,

For without them we would'nt be present,

For without them we wouldn't be hither,

For them for being masts and heroes,

Together with mothers they form the most,

Even to the absent fathers who still owe,

I hope in this poem they find a clear note,

To look in the mirror and find a pure soul

HAPPY FATHER'S DAY!

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Green Leaf

Tumo Hector Richard

Most of my friends are curse,

By a generational curse that they thought was recreation,

A curse that they thought was amusement,

A voluntary curse , That triggers corrosion on the body,

This curse is like a parasite,

Many have to go to war with themselves to cure it,

The heart's need for satisfaction has to be fought by the mind to cure this curse,The inflated believers never cure it until death occurs,

Until the corrosion form the lungs start to commit murder and tuck,

Lungs blocked and stuffed with tar,

I write this recovering from inflation of the curse,

I hope my friends win and immerse,

On changing the world before it blurs

Because of the GREEN LEAF'S CURSE

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Poet Tumo Hector Richard

Here is my profile page at allpoetry.com. https://allpoetry.com/Tumo_Hector_Richard

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MAMA

Tumo Hector Richard

The greatest blessing anyone could ask for,

A personal saviour that saves you from back falls,

A beautiful being that moulds your heart's core,

Than anyone her passion and sacrifices for you are more,

Her kisses act as medicine to a bruise or sore,

For my talent I recall her,

Without "MAMA" I wouldn't be writing this poems,

I'm greatful for she is a goddess,

With my meek spirit i respect and pity those without a "MAMA",

Keep going forward since you are the only one she can be proud of