Simon Quperlier

Rookie - 21 Points [Tru Hipnotic] (27/03/1994 / Mombasa Kenya)

Simon Quperlier Poems

1. Politicians 6/7/2013
2. Prayer 6/16/2013
3. Act Of Contrition 2/15/2014
4. This Is The Posh Life 6/19/2013
5. Don'T Fear 7/2/2013
6. Greedy Disbelievers 7/7/2013
7. Undescriminative Outreach 7/21/2013
8. Fake Friends 11/15/2013
9. Broken Hearted Girl 12/16/2013
10. Sitting Under The Family Tree 10/23/2013
11. Confession 11/1/2013
12. Ungrateful Girl 11/4/2013
13. Life As A Terrorist 4/7/2014
14. My Only 6/17/2014
15. My Best Friend 6/17/2014
16. A Soldier For Another Purpose 6/17/2014
17. High-Octane Lovers 7/11/2014
18. Perfect, Awkward Reality 8/1/2014
19. Essay Of Self 8/30/2014
20. 2013 Chronicles 1/2/2014
21. A Figment Of Funeral 1/17/2014
22. My Infinite Imperfections 1/25/2014
23. My Successful Imagination 2/1/2014
24. A Friend To All 11/15/2013
25. In You I Still Trust 11/22/2013
26. Go My Son, Be A Man 12/13/2013
27. Father Gone, Mama And Kids Now Suffer 8/18/2013
28. My Phantom Girl 8/20/2013
29. Child's Education 8/21/2013
30. Who You Worship 5/26/2013
31. Underestimated Education 9/22/2013
32. The 19th Chant 10/9/2013
33. Love Me Through Poetry 10/10/2013
34. The Battle 10/18/2013
35. Tyranny That Existed And Still Exists 7/4/2013
36. I Love My Mother 7/10/2013
37. Son Don'T Compare Yourself With Them 7/15/2013
38. Admonition For You 6/30/2013
39. I Love You Regardless 6/8/2013
40. My Lady 6/23/2013
Best Poem of Simon Quperlier

Politicians

Most politicians know nothing about revolution, they are just a bunch of agrarian socialists who we gave power to, they barely hear the woes of their hommies, they misconstrue the human condition and when poked, we poke carcasses, it's like they get drowned in their great obvilion of sleep, squandering public purse has been an obsession and when questioned, they just roll in the aisles cause to them such questions are like jokes, our hoggish politicians and pennypinching leaders are still groping in altruism, do we have a solution to this status quo? We outnumber the government officials, we ...

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Obsolete Glory

The universe devolved on a whim, modern man gracefully turned to a savage and a slave, and gold a worthless stone, skyscrapers tumbled down and the rubbles were a mere mess on the face of the earth, I used to be a sniper so I watched myself transforming to a multiversal warlord, standing morbidly on a mountain of gravel, at a distance staring at my

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