Gengis Capote

Rookie (October,27,1968 / Havana, Cuba)

Gengis Capote Poems

121. Rule Of Disclosure Birth Of A Lie......((Not A Poem)) 10/6/2009
122. Sarcastically In Love 7/11/2010
123. Sawdust 7/11/2010
124. Scary Kids Scaring Kids 7/11/2010
125. Serendipity Blue 7/11/2010
126. Serenity 7/13/2009
127. Shaping Ignorance 10/6/2009
128. She Can Wake The Dead 7/11/2010
129. She Is The Artist 7/21/2011
130. Silence 7/11/2010
131. Sin Barrera Mi Amor 7/11/2010
132. Sincerity 4/7/2010
133. So Bright 7/13/2009
134. Social Disobedience Of Conformity 7/11/2010
135. Solitary Be Refrain 7/26/2009
136. Strange Pretty Face 10/6/2009
137. Surgeon Of Imagery 9/1/2010
138. Tear's Of The Devil 5/14/2010
139. The Beauty Of Existence 10/6/2009
140. The French Old Seer By The Sea 7/11/2010
141. The Honey Bee Dance 7/13/2009
142. The Human Sheep 10/6/2009
143. To Those About To Drink 7/11/2010
144. To. Angel Of Mercy 7/13/2009
145. True Love Sees No Bounds 4/9/2010
146. Tylenol Pm 9/1/2010
147. Unconditional Love 9/1/2010
148. Uninspired Traveler 9/1/2010
149. Unique Individual 7/11/2010
150. Valley Of The Beast 4/21/2010
151. Voices- In-The-Attic 11/27/2009
152. Web-Cam-Real 8/20/2009
153. What Is The Meaning Of Life? 5/14/2010
154. Whist The Petty Bureaucrats 4/11/2011
155. Who Knows What I Did But Its Funny 4/9/2010
156. Wife {abuser} Warning 5/14/2010
157. Yankee Blues...Insanity Diaries 9/1/2010
158. Yearning Of The East 7/21/2011
159. You And Me 5/14/2010
160. You'Re Killing Me Softly 4/21/2010
Best Poem of Gengis Capote

Social Disobedience Of Conformity

Without a doubt there will always be
'Social Disobedience of Conformity.
One would have to be blind deaf and stupid
not to notice the realities of life,
where few are the museums, though lets build
another Church to praise the
dead illusions of humanity.
Passing the basket around
gathering humanities well slay values,
so they may play golf and tennis on weekends.
They under the cloth of religions supremacy
neocheaters personification of society,
them Shepherd's of Sheep
frowning with celestial smiles.
They neither produce more than they ...

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Insanities Rhapsody

Wearing these shredded garments of happiness,
I journey into the abyss.
Dragging each step to suffer more-
Learning to sustain my final burn.

Master-less!
I eagerly pursuit the black crow.
Slither journey in soberly awareness,
Torture my soul with Needles.

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