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Morning Prayers: by shebo, literature

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Morning Prayers:

O God, Hug the unhugged Shoe the shoeless Feed the foodless Dress the dressless Thread the threadless Kiss the children Listen to more music Help the helpfull Lang the unlanguaged Smile for the frownish Tolerate the sandwich Fix the fixed rate Lore the unlanguaged Entice the untangled Handle the man handled Womanize the girls faster Hold the mayo Add more lettuce Many tomatoes Less computers and more commuters Yell for the rebel Wake the awake Film us another 2012 Have more babies Remember the milk Stereo all the monos Cute all the stupidless Put on music And light us a spliff Tell us more stories No campfir

Hold onto the optionals. by shebo, literature

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Hold onto the optionals.

She hides her fishes within patterns of opaque wishes had talked about the high rise of the sea and his tidals around noon time last tune always tried to cover her tattoos with bleach i who am i to her gentle broken stream of tears she said "why does time move so quickly?!" to her question reason smiles smirkly by the time she is faced with her curls and the words her lips swirl it would be too late for the crumbling worlds to glue their bottoms back for safety at that exact moment the worlds would have escaped me though they always find a way to speak before me while she waits by the gladly brings of the breeze the gate watche

Impulse by shebo, literature

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Impulse

The Moon came to me with a bag of certain inquisition She looked heavy with burdens "how are you doing?" she asked "are you positive you're not hurting?!" i couldn't find the right answer to distract her questioning. The sun he's old, he sits on that rocking chair of time He speaks in flames and radial quotations he always says "Shine is just the job, You should get to see me sometime in another part of the world" wasn't always concerned with my exposure to his rays He looked as if he can do better with me in my own composure. "Burns" he exclaimed when i referred to misfortunes "Not necessarily burned but somehow broken" it took me

Spelled out by shebo, literature

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Spelled out

Im sad that you're glad i was hoping you'd see beyond your own this or that 21 hours ago you were tip tapping on the letters S G and H it never occurred to you how H and K had so much resemblance K always made you wonder while H held the key to your cute fables I with his small hat shaped dot greets you when he passes you by the U's are flipped N's you arrange them together in this form of NU little when u give them away stop and say thank U sometimes U long for their appreciation sometimes more U love the tribulation your face always looks down at me on more than one occasion i believed u came from an upworldy existance when i stay

Definition, Synonymous. by shebo, literature

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Definition, Synonymous.

It started after a 10 days no sleep progression i prayed on my rug while making crosses from my forehead onto my chest and i said my prayers out loud like speaking into a megaphone strangely enough i think u picked up simply because i thought i got it good from playing with electricity my cell phone started playing with cells with me and i started rhyming in electric frenzy my hands were galloped with a magnetic field i think of it now a wise mouth would say something about the lack of food light-headed, shooting punchlines like sparks some i thought knew what i was talking about some gave me that Grey look i don't remember fallin

Pyrotechnics by shebo, literature

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Pyrotechnics

First i have to comment on your dress, It had something to do with Gray, My favourite color, maybe because it speaks Of mid-zones and shy openings. I didn't hang around more first, i didn't know it was you; I would have started my 10,000 questions That couldn't help but being inevitable All that would come out of me were simple "Thank you"s Making sense is not especially my best quality But, since i got to know the Don and his windmills, I cant help to give these donkey-ridden facial expressions. The aim is as simple as complexities. The way you spoke of the female goddess Reminding us, or just me in this case, That she doesn't

Mental Floss by shebo, literature

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Mental Floss

my friend and i had a walk today we dropped by to pay visits to pure pure said she smelled like rain and she haven't dusted in years and she better make it soon my friend looked puzzled and said "this reminds me of my trip to Africa" all that came to my mind was my old friend the phantom i missed talking to him my friend and i used to share a passion for stupidity he used to dance mad stomping his feet in sand i used to laugh and clap my hands seeing him do that i said "u have to tell me more of that, now lets go" we left pure with her glooms headed to see our post-it poetess who dresses in perfumes she never knew what a muse is

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Morning Prayers: by shebo, literature

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Morning Prayers:

Home by shebo, literature

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Home

there's nothing in the upcoming words to understand the describing process takes place upon the subconciousness words flow .... flow to openness on your mind tranquil helplessness some images might come out the ones by which i might be obsessed in a sand-clock the rush of sand gives the feeling of time steadiness i will fight and refrain from monotonous as long as i impose the diagnose of wordly cowrdice that you might hide back in your awareness emotion,devotion might as well last and a wish deep in heart that you might catch a glimpse of the sense you missed between lines is a word of creating a mess there's nothing between the

Vertigo by shebo, literature

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Vertigo

she sits with her errrrr friends when she speaks she brings some laughter when she speaks her mind revaling thoughts that pokes into the surface of things they say why does she ridicle the mood she once talked about a bird that sings they say wat is one bird to all the others in the neighbourhood she spoke of a war of seeing things they adviced her to take the pills from the man in a hood she said she's looking for and how deep the water is they said "its time to ride on the ship of the fooled" she breathe when she speaks a verbal breath they thought and said "u just need to eat some food" she's silent and thinks why dont they hav

Are you? by shebo, literature

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Are you?

i sometimes really REALLY wonder when will u stop playing around u seem to enjoy it u come with talk like dreams fragments to mean non categorized ryhming roars a mind that soars in sillouettes and in between lines u claim doors perception of shores u dance to constant fabrications u smile on words that tends to let a dual flow of wordly.... confident u claim to know how whole my words raveled u dont hear the choirs ,the prayers and never noticed the helmet on my head no not an astrounat!! just a helmet like we met moving , lusterus like heaven scent when it travel around us truth buckles her belt joy snickers like hazelnu

In another words by shebo, literature

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In another words

help self aggiated dry mouthed from talking thirsty from sleeping angels with no wings horses roses cigrette ends another amend collect urself mend ur own heart with glue another advice oh how am so wise disguise her eyes me mine para tetra confidence tolerance alien apduction yeah right watever so bright turn on the light air waves tele deli anyway something to say had have had too bad a truck somehow stuck creatures seeking perfection departure out of body experience ahead a state frequancies stars last words adivce cheap idea of paradise paradox bored again complain rain time anchors shor

For the love of God by shebo, literature

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For the love of God

i will curse just for the sake of your anger i wont tolerate anything or anyone i will discriminate all no can be whole or one i will call names just for fun i will make this hell on earth i will try and try until you disappear disgraced and in shame i will laugh and grin at all your remarks no one can be saved no god not today maybe tomorrow if your still here i will dig holes deep i will call lava gold i will tell them of the things they want to hear i will whisper i will invoke tempermental pleasure i will tell them they last forever i will make them scatter i will say i dont believe in you i will do it for fame i will

When talking speaks by shebo, literature

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When talking speaks

i live under a close cover i see my life under its mystical warmth and her ancient drumming on the momentary valley time walks his horse and the road keeps summing in a gentle remorse all the dead flowers blackening gathered forming a rose with voice silently soothing taking my anchor to a different course a simple visitation energying molecules opening doors 2 lights seem to shine like vanity it trembles her makes her decide to go and knowladge with his purple armour is just curious to know about the whitness of lady foe but the red in the silkness of jealousy show experience is left not knowing what to know hope is alon

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A Name by shebo, visual art

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About shebo

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Artist // Student // Varied

Dec 5, 1980
Egypt
Deviant for 19 years
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Current Residence: nowhere in spec-if-ic
Favourite genre of music: Johnnars:)
Favourite photographer: GOD
Favourite style of art: Digital art?!!!:D
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MP3 player of choice: once its on who cares about the brand;)
Shell of choice: Shell-Shock or in short...Kawaaaar-Bonga
Wallpaper of choice: none of thee above:P
Skin of choice: IdBnion:)
Favourite cartoon character: Dali-Lama
Personal Quote: "Quote me On That''

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shebo

Sep 30, 2023

Hello Deviant, 42

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The boy with weird punctuation, is 42 years old today No, today is not the day of his birth Another day, that followed a once dark night The news today is about presidential elections in my sweet lawless country My country folk, Are always doing something with their time Even if the work isn’t contracted or paid They do offer great services, While carrying interesting talents I stopped answering invites for weddings, Now more funerals That’s two events I do not go to now Since my mother stopped speaking, I finally enjoy telling her about my day With effort to go through every detail She didn’t enjoy our family, guess I got that from her too Tearing-Ly I do miss making her laugh out loud She raised me good and took care of my fits, sometimes shouting, sometimes with a smacking That didn’t break me to tiny snow flakes Witty, funny and sincere, These were the colours she used to dress Wish to tell her, “I do not what to say when people ask about your health!” Always the words fail

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shebo

Nov 27, 2007

For ~justforjournals

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https://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=497251819335380093 might be of an interest to you.

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shebo

Jun 15, 2007

Funch!

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yeah i will start with saying "hey since last september i havent written anything " and all of this horse shit but really i dont care ...i come here wearing my dark cape an im invisible for human eyes for a year or so. but nothing has lately attracted my attention and i wanted to say Katrine.....come on get it over with Misty....dear there comes a time when u can make sense thats mostly been on my chest for sometime aaahh what a relief.